Ambience

Bicycle, river, sun piercing clouds

Heartbeat
Lungs fill
Cranks turn
Uphill

Under a doonah of grey sky
Gold piercing rays of sun shine
Pantomime backdrop
I know this place but it’s real now
The circus has left me
It’s raw, it’s clear

Heartbeat
Lungs fill
Cranks turn
Nerves shrill

A silent marauder
Metallic and stealth
It’s just you and me
My pony, my whip
But you are me and I am you
And we are in this moment, this microcosm
Unattached
No forward, no reverse
All is Zen

Heartbeat
Lungs fill
Cranks turn
Free will

And all else has fallen away now
It’s us in this gold and grey dream
With long roads and rivers to follow
Comfortable, ominous grey
You shine, you threaten, you shield
All the way into the night
Grey doonah embraces and lulls me to sleep

Heartbeat
Lungs fill
Cranks turn
Time’s still

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