Come Ride with Me
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Come ride
with me during waking hours; experience the gifts from this beautiful day. Embrace
the good and bad with equal respect. Be grateful for risks taken and lessons
learned. Believe in a tomorrow yet to unfold amongst the tossing and turning
waves. Welcome wishful dreams that casually rest on curls of the sleeping cerulean
night.
Come ride
with me catching shadows from the rewards of a day made bright by its bounty of
unconditional light. The spry of heart may travel paths reasoned by a cascade
radiance gleaming from eternal wisdom. Mystics and gods write their lasting tales
of trials and victories to inspire and encourage. We, the inheritor of precious
knowledge, shall carry forward and give freely the jewels of collective scholarship.
Come
ride with me and enjoy the stirs of each new day. Glide on the wings of each prized
moment. Breathe in the glory and breathe out the scorn. Trust the artist to
create nourishment for our soul. Dance with a glorious spirit in the arms of a moonlit
melody.
Come
ride with me. Tickets purchased; seats reserved; our journey ready to commence.
Vistas of panoramic riches await. The time is right, and the universe is bright.
Come
ride with me … kindred spirit … the time is right, and the universe is bright.
Come Ride with Me
written by
Jeannette Zink
Come ride
with me during waking hours; experience the gifts from this beautiful day. Embrace
the good and bad with equal respect. Be grateful for risks taken and lessons
learned. Believe in a tomorrow yet to unfold amongst the tossing and turning
waves. Welcome wishful dreams that casually rest on curls of the sleeping cerulean
night.
Come ride
with me catching shadows from the rewards of a day made bright by its bounty of
unconditional light. The spry of heart may travel paths reasoned by a cascade
radiance gleaming from eternal wisdom. Mystics and gods write their lasting tales
of trials and victories to inspire and encourage. We, the inheritor of precious
knowledge, shall carry forward and give freely the jewels of collective scholarship.
Come ride
with me and be the hero; the brave one holding the hand of hope; the one
believing in all that may be possible; the beneficiary of graceful pillars and
planned blueprints.
Come
ride with me and enjoy the stirs of each new day. Glide on the wings of each prized
moment. Breathe in the glory and breathe out the scorn. Trust the artist to
create nourishment for our soul. Dance with a glorious spirit in the arms of a moonlit
melody.
Come
ride with me. Tickets purchased; seats reserved; our journey ready to commence.
Vistas of panoramic riches await. The time is right, and the universe is bright.
Come
ride with me … kindred spirit … the time is right, and the universe is bright.
1 comment:
You have such a way with words.
They are captivating and make you feel the richness of them to your core.
You string words together like a fine luxury that reads so delicately like the wisp of wind. It's as if your creativity flows from your fingertips like the rush of a downward stream and with the ease of something floating on the breeze. I love this piece.
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