Bicycle Ride

Rain kissed lush green fields

Swaying with winds like

Sprinkled colours on

Fresh canvas

An invitation

Too good to resist

Shunning all materialistic weights

I take up my old bicycle ride

Come join me

To innocent journeys

Where you sit in front

And I drive

Slowly

Rhythmically

Musically

We travel through

Meadows of sparkling love

Devoid of

Chaos

Ego

Lustful marathons

In harmony of nature

We undertake the pilgrim

Of unending love

That pauses

Assures

But never halts …