Ride

Raced the rain and waltzed with the wind
Boogied with the bluster
The world calmed down from within.

Felt the wet and the cold soak deep.
Muscles tightened and sang in chorus.
The mind said, quiet and listen.

Dirt worked its way into the cracks and crevices.
Smooth became gritty.
Legs pumped on. Lungs drew deep breaths.

While furies raged
Peace was found
And I felt settled

This is why I ride.




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