Anonymous
Streetlights illuminate the pavement
before the spinning black tires of my bicycle.
Shadows lurk gingerly outside the lambent radius
the streetlight emits.
The air is smooth
and so is the ride
each moment is imbued
with a peaceful tide of aliveness
Every intrusive thought that invades
is clearly conveyed as nothing
and is thus faded away
with no belief there is no sting.