Thursday, September 5, 2013

Alone Time

This struck me when I ran across it randomly..after having a couple minis..i definitely appreciate the time i get alone. And riding on two wheels in a beautiful place..time to think..and time to appreciate this beautiful journey


Maybe Alone on My Bike
By William Stafford

I listen, and the mountain lakes
hear snowflakes come on those winter wings
only the owls are awake to see,
their radar gaze and furred ears
alert. In that stillness a meaning shakes;
And I have thought (maybe alone
on my bike, quaintly on a cold
evening pedaling home), Think!–
the splendor of our life, its current unknown
as those mountains, the scene no one sees.
O citizens of our great amnesty:
we might have died. We live. Marvels
coast by, great veers and swoops of air
so bright the lamps waver in tears,
and I hear in the chain a chuckle I like to hear.

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