I Feel Free
Aug 19th, 2008 by Di
A poetry thread broke out on the Michigan Mountain Biking Association forum. Unexpected, but not at all unusual. We’re a different bunch, one might say.
I decided to join in on some poetry action in my small, white-flag effort to keep the thread on topic. I wanted to create a representation of what mountain biking is to me on that perfect day flowing through perfect singletrack. This is what I came up with:
I Feel Free
My free heart flutters with excitement
Swooping through long, flowing singletrack
My senses are alive and guiding
I launch off rocks and hop fallen trees
The matte sound of my rolling tires
I hear and feel the rolling rhythm
My free heart leaps with joy and laughter
As the wind dances with the treetops
The cool breeze sweetly kisses my cheeks
The water glistens as its waves sing
The brilliant sun gives to sparkling leaves
I hear and feel the world around me
My free heart soars above all that is
My spirit feels warmth and happiness
My thoughts leave others expectations
I feel confident and beautiful
I feel strong and graceful
I feel free.
Pretty good, Di! Poetic and athletic is quite the combo!