Thursday, August 21, 2008

Another poem!

Being home seems to have inspired me more than my travels! I was not very poetic then, but I came up with a new one today as Michelle and I rode home from school. So I present...

The Cyclists' Prayer

The whirling pedals send us
Swiftly down the street;
Our hair in wind is lifting,
In the August heat;

And as we reach the hilltop and
Go spinning down once more,
We look up at the endless sky
That spreads the city o'er,

And lift our voices in a prayer
To Him who lives above it,
To thank Him for inventing
The bike - oh, how we love it!

For giving us a steady hand
And steady eye, that we
May stay upon the sidewalk,
Not run into a tree,

We thank you, dearest Savior;
And for our lungs, as well;
For having lungs to breathe with
Is really pretty swell.

We thank you for strong legs, Lord,
And thank you for our feet;
And for our youth and humor,
Which make our bike rides sweet.

O Christ, who didst create us
And give us strength, today
Protect us as we fly along,
And aid us on our way.

5 comments:

Thought and Action said...

Amazing. I enjoyed reading this poem! I just finished my exams in English Lit. With so much horrible literature out there it was great to read this.

__ said...

you forgot some lines about don't forget to carry patches for punches (or improve our sight to avoid thorns and nails).

Agnes Regina said...

Haha... that's a good suggestion, Tio Alvaro! Maybe Version 2.0 will have that mentioned.

Credo... this is hardly Shakespeare, but I'm glad you liked it!

Anonymous said...

And I liked it too! I haven't used a bike in many years, but yet again I haven't got a car either, since I seldom need to get anywhere.

Agnes Regina said...

Ah, well, Crusader... for you I will have to write "The Hikers' Prayer!" Though, as I am not fond of long walks, it may not be so 'from the heart', as it were...