Thank heavens you ruled above <br />showing off an effulgence so clear <br />I would see the potholes and gravel ruts <br />manholes storm drains broken bottles and grates <br />Pitfalls making night rides treacherous <br /> <br />When I stepped out of the garage <br />You beamed a smile burst in sky <br />Tension melted away, lifted hopes higher <br />And sang a bright lunar melody <br />If only you could re-arrange all my worries <br /> <br />Not something most would choose <br />Night rides make no sense to those unbroken <br />I'm bound to this road that finds me true <br />Got wheels to take me beyond today <br />in full light blessings, my ever-lovin' moon<br /><br />Phillip Michael Sawatzky<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bicycling-to-work-at-4-am/
