Bike Path
(“You
are to make a distinction between the holy and the common, and between the
unclean and the clean.” Leviticus 10:10)
In the
background, gnats stirred the heavy molecules of summer air;
dragonflies darted and parted the thin walls of warmth rising from the
pavement,
the deer were in the shadows, bullfrogs greeted the ear with throaty baritone
and
blue jays argued over a corner of sandwich crust left on the picnic table.
The
bike ride listed from left of the forest to the bottom hollow out of the sun.
Midmorning sun traced the letters silkscreened on the back of the rider’s
t-shirt
while he found the rhythm, feet like pistons on the pedals, and breathing
between
each well-timed downthrust. Exercise, prayer and meditation aligned as
Breath
and mind paid attention to the cycloramic portrait
and loved the new words found to describe the Artist of it all..
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