The Bicycle Touring Travellers
The sun blows the wind and starts
another day
We set out to master the earth; tracks left on the way through
Even then the day swims through our days of time
We fall asleep; tired and dream even more really of tomorrow
The pavement and the sky lead us on
till lunch
We fill our lungs and feel the hills through tired legs
And only vaguely see the old world, in the faces, by the road
Nightfall comes and insects are in the air; singing to our tent
The morning brings hunger again and
strange lands surround us
We eat our fill at supper and listen to strange language
And inwardly we are strengthened, for we have the power to not
understand
For our friend is the sun going down and we can see into the
night
We do not know how, but we know the
earth better now
The sun moves across the sky, and shows us our way
We seek home again today and unpack for camp tonight
The soft sound of air around our faces, and we are at home as
we move on
For Neil and Sharon
In Kairos time around the world
© Ryan Blackmore
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