Come Ride with Me

written by

Jeannette Zink

Come ride with me during waking hours; experience the gifts from this beautiful day. Embrace the good and bad with equal respect. Be grateful for risks taken and lessons learned. Believe in a tomorrow yet to unfold amongst the tossing and turning waves. Welcome wishful dreams that casually rest on curls of the sleeping cerulean night.

Come ride with me catching shadows from the rewards of a day made bright by its bounty of unconditional light. The spry of heart may travel paths reasoned by a cascade radiance gleaming from eternal wisdom. Mystics and gods write their lasting tales of trials and victories to inspire and encourage. We, the inheritor of precious knowledge, shall carry forward and give freely the jewels of collective scholarship.

  

Come ride with me and be the hero; the brave one holding the hand of hope; the one believing in all that may be possible; the beneficiary of graceful pillars and planned blueprints.

Come ride with me and enjoy the stirs of each new day. Glide on the wings of each prized moment. Breathe in the glory and breathe out the scorn. Trust the artist to create nourishment for our soul. Dance with a glorious spirit in the arms of a moonlit melody.

Come ride with me. Tickets purchased; seats reserved; our journey ready to commence. Vistas of panoramic riches await. The time is right, and the universe is bright.

Come ride with me … kindred spirit … the time is right, and the universe is bright.