Chasing the wind,
as it swirls and moans.
As ominous dark clouds
stream across the sky.
Hiding a velvet blanket of eternal blue.

Rolling on dusty trails,
that seemingly lead nowhere.
As blood slowly drips red
down ever pistoning knees.
Midst tortured lungs and raged breath.

Shredding the downhills,
over scattered rocks and roots.
As a the late evening light
plays hide and seek.
Just another Saturday mountain bike ride.

~Mark Schutter ©2015

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