Carried Along

When the wind is at your back
you don't know how much easier
your bicycle rolls

and while it's ahead 
it's impossible to see
how that could be true

yet finding a rhythm
connected to each
direction you've gone

all over a speech
written for life
but carried 'til after

given to none
while all go to laughter
tipping beside

the grass and the trees
riding beyond
the natural breeze.

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