those slow cyclical motions of life, those aching turns of strife.
those fast pedals of life,
the ones where the breeze holds you alive.
those steady cycling days,
where you see that last twinge of light just before dark,
holding out for the spark.
i have been living in constant twilight.
sure, it’s better than night,
but it’s not the full washing of light.
i don’t want to stay in the twilight,
just warding off the night,
merely hoping for full sunlight.
i want to pedal to the morning break.
i want to pedal and never hit the brake.
you will find me there,
breezing to the golden sun.
you will find me there,
with nothing to outrun.
life lasts a moment in the mind,
but is constantly finding new ways to be intertwined.
keep pedaling through the blind,
don’t stop in the twists and the winds.
don’t let the handle bars go,
you have something new to show.
i promise you this:
life will bring on its new bliss.
keep pedaling,
keep pedaling.
you are fit for this time.