October 7, 2012
I'm just cutting through the air
Cruising on the breeze
Driven by the vim
of my eternity

The scale of the world
Animated by the wheel
Countryside flashing by,
the perception from which I reel!
The belt shifts in quiet,
but I'm whizzing past the trees
The force of foot and pedal
And I traverse the seven seas

Do I finally commune
With the tradition of truth?
It's reality that engulfs me
And enthralls me forsooth!

To see is to believe
But I hardly grasp the sheen
I dance with life's spectacle
Yet the world still seems a dream.

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