Wind flowing through your hair,
As you ride a downward slope,
Your surroundings turn into a blur,
One half exhilaration, the other half calmness
Pumping the peddles or pushing gently,
A choice between speed or serenity,
The effort is energizing,
Liberating you from a hectic life
Navigating a known trail,
A blissful time with yourself,
Each curve known from memory,
Just enjoying each moment
A careful balancing act,
Yet accomplished intuitively,
Like a simple task,
Which brings simple joys.
Beautiful lines👍🏻💖
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Beautiful poem
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