My travel turned into a treasure,
A time bringing wealth beyond measure.
The very best part,
Has filled up my heart.
Relationships—richness and pleasure.
An outcome from time spent connecting,
With caring and thought intersecting.
A confidence boost,
My worries reduced,
I move on with new hope reflecting.
When I have a “run” of forgetting,
No doubt the results are upsetting.
I’m close to despair,
Still one can declare,
An outcome may show up abetting.
While biking inside, I growl and groan,
“This is so BORING, I sigh and moan,”
Then I hear that nudge,
And I think “Oh, fudge!
I must step beyond my comfort zone!”
My bike ride turn’d into sightseeing.
With viewing that prompted wellbeing.
With colors intense,
On murals immense,
A true rush of Joy guaranteeing.
The problem that comes with high water,
It ceases to stay where it “ought-er.”
Beyond filling tanks,
It’s over the banks,
Requiring reports from flood-spotter.
When needing to make a decision,
Your mind provides you with a vision;
Of outcome that’s best.
You don’t know the rest!
Your guess is the closest precision.
Some route-days are really hard biking.
The effort they take is quite striking.
Does that mean I”m done,
With biking for fun?
Of course not. It’s still to my liking!
When you ride a trail with directions,
Expecting the signs as reflections,
Of where you will go,
And then it’s not so,
You’re likely to have some objections.
Getting the gift of a story told,
You listen close as the words unfold.
Trusted with sharing,
Known to be caring,
This time is surely a “piece-of-gold.”
You’ve gathered the right information,
Put time into your calculation
Of where you must be
And who you can see.
The trip now becomes celebration.
A great joy for me comes from biking.
Though it’s not to everyone’s liking.
Do what is your “Fun,”
You’ll feel like you “Won.”
Brings joy to your life that’s quite striking.