Autumn Ride

Resting

The Sun so warm upon my face

Fills my spirit with passion’s zest

As I glide with steady pace

The breeze upon my heaving chest.

The air clean and fresh in autumn light

My nostrils wide with harvest scent

My eyes are filled with such delight

As my thighs churn with torso bent.

The colours of the woods surrounding

Vibrant red and orange and purple yet

The call of nature deep resounding

With resonance I shan’t forget.

I cycle through the field and down the lane

To gravel road and more descent

My legs revolve beyond their pain

And sweating still I am content.

Then up and up and up again I strive

With pulsing veins as muscles pound

Telling me I am quite alive

With circling wheels homeward bound.