Awesome Dave! Thanks for sharing! On Monday, July 6, 2015 at 12:48:34 PM UTC-5, Dave Redmon wrote: > > I listen, and the mountain lakes > hear snowflakes come on those winter wings > only the owls are awake to see, > their radar gaze and furred ears > alert. In that stillness a meaning shakes; > And I have thought (maybe alone > on my bike, quaintly on a cold > evening pedaling home), Think!- > the splendor of our life, its current unknown > as those mountains, the scene no one sees. > O citizens of our great amnesty: > we might have died. We live. Marvels > coast by, great veers and swoops of air > so bright the lamps waver in tears, > and I hear in the chain a chuckle I like to hear. > > > "Maybe Alone On My Bike" by William Stafford from The Way It Is. © > Graywolf Press, 1999. Reprinted with permission.
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