The moon was out in all Her glory
Luminating bubbles of soft white light through the silhouetted palms
The snaking road unraveling itself to me
Opening up gently as a lover opens his arms anticipating a soft embrace
A peaceful breeze kisses my face as I glide through sleepy villages.
I weave through the fields as if weaving time itself,
The fireflies dance in the darkness, sparkling like slowly falling stars
I listen intently to the sounds of nocturnal bliss over-toned by my motorcycle's hum.
The machine is responsive to my every move
As if it has now become a part of me
Fully trusting
I am free, I am flying
Warm tears of bliss fall gracefully down my cheeks
As I now understand the sheer ecstasy of riding this two wheeled miracle.
I want to ride forever as far as the roads will take me and back again.
jkr
