day 31

i ride for the wind,
my companion
gently consoling me
with a soft caress;
or else my adversary
resisting my motion
like a stern parent.

i ride for the sun,
warming my back
with it’s steady heat
or a jilted lover
hiding behind the
trees or heavy clouds
afraid to show
its face.


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