Friends, I woke up this morning with an open agenda for the day. There seemed nothing that could beat what yesterday provided. Sitting at my kitchen table, as I was drinking my hot cup of morning coffee, I noticed that it was a beautiful day outside. The sun was out and there was a light breeze. I had 2 hours to kill before the kids were up. A bike ride was very tempting. So, I pulled my "best friend" out of the garage and into the street. As I was biking along, I saw a narrow dirt path. I followed it only to find out that it joined the famous W&OD trail. There were so many bikers, joggers and walkers on the trail. All with one motto. "Enjoy nature while burning calories". Nature is rich with the most extraordinary color combinations. I can see it being a fashion designer's inspiration. I could feel the energy that surrounded me. The smell of yellow jasmine filled the air. The crisp wind slightly touched my face as I was riding. Birds chirping was like music to my ears. Bike trail has it's own lingo. "Passing, on your left, excuse me" are some of the words I picked up. All of these mean the same thing. - "Please allow me to overtake you". I heard at least 6 different sounding bells. After riding for about 30 mints., I came upon a rest station. It was such a beautiful area. Reminded me of a hill station in India. I stopped to fill air in the bike tires. I overheard some bikers talking about how beautiful it was further down the path. It motivated me to continue. I rode for another half an hour. I was starting to get tired. I did not want to overdo it. So, I turned around and headed back home. I had some slopes now. So the ride back was a pleasure. I had a treat waiting for me at the end of the trail. It was a beautiful orange turtle. I had never seen something like that before. I examined it closely, like a student in a biology lab. It was so beautiful. I was wondering if anyone even cared for it's existence. I thanked god for making me a human being and resumed my bike ride back home. I feel a lot better now. So far it has been a constructive day..
Going Down Hill on a Bicycle
ReplyDeleteWith lifted feet, hands still,
I am poised, and down the hill
Dart, with heedful mind;
The air goes by in a wind.
Swifter and yet more swift,
Till the heart with a mighty lift
Makes the lungs laugh, the throat cry:—
"O bird, see; see, bird, I fly.
Thanks Prasanna. This poem is so apt to my post.
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