Snippets of a bicycle ride

A dog boldly yaps at my passing. He is a fierce chihuahua mix and protects every bit of fenceline.

Schoolyard children squeal in delight, chasing, being chased, a blur of sound and color.

A train has timed its passing to block my way, but for less than a minute.

On a busy divided four lane street but in the bike lane...a truck pulling a massive trailer sweeps wide around me.

Now a long passage, straight, my thoughts are drifting, recollections appear, if only ...

Some thoughts never find completion

Looking for visible signs of wind. Where are the flags?...the ride is easy , too easy. Am I traveling with the wind?

Downtown skyline in the distance, measuring the miles with a guess.

A disheveled man walks in aimless fashion. Dirt ground into his clothing, a haggard face looks up, not quite focusing.

Suddenly I am aware that my desires grieve at the lack of possibilities...

Now is the time to turn around, yes, I've been riding with the wind, my return will require constant effort

A small wiry aged man, fit, clean, nibbles peanuts it seems. He is sounding a warning. His words carry urgency and intelligence but I do not understand his language. He points at the sidewalk, motions a welcome, I manage a smile and a handwave. I continue onward in the bike lane.

Concerned with timing, yes! the traffic lights are with me.

An up tempo burst in the final stretches.

Yes! I am home now but am alone.

Rough Draft

The time is right, she's all alone
The house is empty, there's nobody home
She had awakened a blind deaf muse
She wouldn't take another bruise (extend the word sound ,then leading

She's reaching for tomorrow
From the ashes of today
She's searching for a better way

A little shack just down the track
She'll go there and never look back
She'll mind the dangers in stories told
So many demons out on the road

She's reaching for tomorrow
Before it fades away
She's searching for a better way

Just to take a breathe without shivering in fear
To trust
Someone
To listen and to hear
Not Judge her a foolish runaway
She's trying to make it thru
Another day

She carries Joey's song in her heart
She knows her leaving will tear him apart
She prays the master of time and space
Will grant them both a better place

She's reaching for tomorrow
With the dreams that still remain
She's searching for a better way

INTERLUDE


She ran away
To get away
Not knowing where the road led
But thru all the pain and anguish
There was always a song in her head

A song of gentle love for all souls gone lost on the way
A song for all survivors to make it thru the day
Hey............

The strange confusions in their head
The darkened places they've been led
And how they're shivering in fear
She sends her spirit to be

Near those without a hope
Near those who struggle everyday to cope
Near those
Lost on the way.