balancing on less than a inch

The sun shines outside

a warm blanket of reassurance is genitally laid onto my skin.

I pick up some steel, and sit on it 

as the warm blanket relaxes my shoulders that are so tight from self created stress. 

I start moving down the pavement that connects the whole country. 

I cant help to think to myself that the pavement I am on connects to my home so far away. 

I start moving faster the wind now blowing through my hair. 

The steel That I ride feels like a magic carpet. I am comfortable. 

I start going faster. I am breathing heavy. 

My legs are the the pistons that drive my freedom while I balance on less than an inch. 

I am going as fast as I possibly can my legs whirling and my heart racing. 

my lungs start to burn as I speed down the road. 

Freedom 

Freedom 

Freedom

I cant go any further my body tells me to stop. 

So I listen. 

Its crazy that my freedom and comfort is balancing on less than an inch. 

But within this inch I find tranquility as the sun shines outside 

I am content.