My morning ride

By Yinan Chen (
(gallery, image))
 [see page for license], via Wikimedia Commons

Tears of sweat running down my cheek

Burning my eyes, with them closed
I am climbing along a mountain side
The hillside path twists and turns
Towards a vista of green valley, a river
Rippling below. I reach the top, 
Imagination giving me strength to push
Through. The ride down is bumpy and richly
Sun-dappled, the course brings me home
Safely. I wipe off the emotion and exertion
And open my eyes. 

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