Riding into solstice
even on a funky folding bike–
so tiny in the fading twilight. . .
Life does not wait.
The time is right,
to muster what finesse you’ve got
and add it to your modicum
of might.
Yea, though it be a crazy enterprise,
get comfy with the moves–
you’ll find your groove–
and everything will feel
exactly right.
I like the smling and feel goodness of this. 🙂
Thank you, Linda. Glad it came across to you.