Each time I ride my bike I stumble upon these amazing little
moments that take up residence in my spirit.
They are moments that I would not have seen in my car, thrilling and
deceivingly minute happenings that completely consume me.
I have seen the fragile shells of birds with holes created
by the urgency of life, the bright flash of eyes in the shrubbery when the earth is dark and still. Once, I saw a
brilliant leaf hover above the sidewalk like a tiny spaceship before it lifted
and whirled into a dragonfly.
Often, I take my humanness and capture these gifts with
language. But what I carry with me
through the day isn’t anything I can ever humanize.
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