There is no other place like the desert to see the stars
There is no other place like the desert for burying thoughts
It encloses you in its vast dryness
Holds you closer than a mother holds a newborn
Just so it can show you it’s chameleon like powers
How quickly the hot sand becomes colder than ice,
Amazed you will stare, while it balances the extremes
I ride through it, over large enclaves, until my legs
Are redder than a lobster and attached to my bike
Only by habit, or they are frozen to it, depends the time of
day
Still, I ride with a rush like no other
Weave a new map, for someone to follow, in hopes no one will
This way I remain alone amongst and with the giants
The desert knows my name, and I know its soul
For me there is no place I call home
Only places I ride
The two wheels
While tripping dust into circles above ground
My home is in the movement,
Through the redness of the morning and
The highlights of the evening
If a meteor shower surprised me there
I think I’d be ready to give up eternity
And stare like a kid mouth agape
Longing for nothing more than that moment to last
Those times in between in between dry pieces of peace
Those make a lesser man sweat with fear
Fear I sometimes wish I possessed
To you, beast of nature and with you
I can only climb until I remember
It’s been so long since I’ve seen free water
And a tall green mound and bolt to another side
Of this land, my land, the land that’s logged in my bones
So much peace, so much dry heat, I could never
Thank you enough.
September 13, 2013
