Nature's Ride on Two Wheels

Upon my bike, I glide with ease,
Through whispering winds and rustling trees.
The open road, the sky so wide,
Nature calls, and I can’t hide.

The tires hum a steady tune,
As I chase the fading afternoon.
With every turn, the world unfurls,
A tapestry of hills and whirls.

The scent of pine, the earthy ground,
A symphony of nature’s sound.
The sun dips low, a golden hue,
Painting skies in pink and blue.

The breeze is cool, it lifts my soul,
As I embrace each rise and roll.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
I pedal on beneath the sky.

The road ahead, a winding stream,
Leads me deeper into a dream.
Where freedom reigns and worries fade,
In nature’s arms, my heart is laid.

Each moment pure, each breath so clear,
On this ride, there’s nothing to fear.
For on my bike, I find my peace,
In nature’s grasp, my soul’s release.