I felt as though
I was flying through the air
Without a care in the world
Trees and hedges
Passed in a blur
Hills seemed flatter
Slopes seemed faster
I could raise my eyes
From endless grey tarmac
Take in the mist
Far back in the distance
Have the breath
To engage in light chatter
On subjects irrelevant
Really didn’t matter
But the freedom felt liberating
Almost exhilarating
To a point where
I didn’t want it to end
I couldn’t comprehend
The incredible difference
The lack of feeling
Of trudging through treacle
Of aching limbs
Of feeling unable
To keep up with my mate
On our biking date
I couldn’t believe
That a little more air
Pumped in the tyre
Could reignite my fire
My long lost desire
To enjoy the release
That notion of peace
Of riding my bike
In God’s country.