Unravelling the Mystery

Waking up early in the morning,
I see you in the garden, waiting.
Awaiting to embrace the magnificent nature,
Dreaming for itself the pleasure of nurture.
Through the lap of Mother Earth,
Incessantly and indefinitely with mirth.
We move ahead to claim it all,
Guided by the breeze’s call.
With the rhythm of the birds and wind,
The pedal moves in its own sweet kind.
Passing ahead of the noisy crowd,
Tackling the hurdles under the cloud.

Pedal and quench the mind,
Unravelling the mystery of the world.

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