With thanks and glory to this

IMG_1323With legs pummeling, wind in face, I feel the bully power of people when they whip by too close to me, and the passing of life in dying leaves blowing across my path, and the hungry-for-kindness hearts of strangers in the unexpected smiles and waves. Swirling syllables like notes in music bump and cascade across my mind, rearranging themselves, revealing truths and fictions. If anything, anything, ever becomes of what I write, it will be with thanks and glory to this and a thousand other moments like this — a place and time to ride my bike.


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