On a quiet start to a distant melody
The heart pounds to the roaring breeze
You ask why I love the fleet
The solo ride on a winding street
To what has the melody has the song
The words are missing but not the thoughts
On every turn there are memories
Some more cherished some left desired
Today the warm sun bracing my path
Showered Light to show me the path
One step at a time syncing to the rythme of my walk
Know not what I find but to be found
Rise again says the birds in the Sky
Turn to me as I take flight
Cherish my color as I blossom on the plant
Says the flower brimming to me
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