Along with the arrival of new love
I reacquainted with an old love - Cycling
Lost in a fog of love I pedaled onto a rugged road
Subsequently to be unveiled as a path of divine healing
Despite the feeling of loss and grief repeating on the journey
Pleasantly surprised, I pedaled back to Wholeness and Faith in the end
Determined to keep up with my new romance
I persevere to a greater depth with my cycling
Inspired by the one and the many
I participate in Flying Wheels, STP (Seattle to Portland), group bike rides
Solo I rise to the many challenges
I transport to a place within, I conquer fears, make new friends
Finding love, laughter and healing each time
Cycling teaches me about my resilience
physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually.
Steadily pedaling uphill,
Strengthening my endurance
Embracing the hill, the pain of loss after loss
I learn to pedal my spirits uphill as well
Cycling nourishes my battered soul
Mother Earth embraces me with her breeze
Her crisp aroma reawakens senses that had slumbered too long
Her tears unite with my own - showering on cloudy days;
Other days the sun comes out and lights the way
Materializing a magnificent bow of colors as if applauding the journey
Reminding me nothing is permanent,
Change is constant
Change is beauty
Through cycling I soar to new heights
with a bird’s eye view
I AM able to see more of me
On the route I cycle onto unseen broken glass
As if I cycled to the broken parts of me
Stinging with cruelty, unkind love pierces my tires
A well of tears flow down; as all the air is let out
my tires flatten and I can ride no more
Becoming immune to anymore pain
Involuntarily, I halt to a stop
Miraculously killing the deep grief within me,
Surrendering to the current space, the healing begins I patch the holes and pump new air,
Feeling whole once again
Reenergized I rise
I embrace my dear friend and we pedal away