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
What did you do today?
We all need some form of therapy (or call it escape if you like) from the craziness of our lives. Two of my favorites are riding my mountain bike and writing.
I love getting out into nature and just pedaling away from my stress. I also love writing; stories, poetry, it doesn’t really matter. I find both cathartic in very different ways.
I also find therapy in my faith, in music, in drawing and painting, in family and friends (at least some of them 🙂 ), and not to forget coffee and chocolate!
What works as therapy for you?