Riding fast our views get blurred
until we see the barrier rise ahead.
Sweeping away in one direction the road turns.
Away from the end into another beginning.
Heart races.
Eyes widen.
Palms sweat.
Mouth dries.
Heading into the unknown
the stomach begins to churn.
The mind drifts along with the road.
Where are we going?
Into the beauty.
It's not the beauty of the destination in waiting.
It's the beauty of the moment.
Where anything could be around the bend.
We won't know until we take the curve.
So embrace all the feelings of this fleeting moment.
Cherish it because before long it will pass.
And our eyes will once again be set ahead...until we face the next turn
