And they asked me, Why do you Ride?

I answered, “I ride tocelebrate the joy of my being ….

The ecstasy that I am!

I ride that I may be alone withMyself

and together with my universe

I ride to find the rhythm

of the pounding rush of my own heart

which sets its beat to the pulsing of time.

I ride in time ever present

as it passes through my world

garbed in the white robes of winter,

the patchwork of fall,

stripped to the simplicity of summer

or garlanded with the new growing things of spring …

I ride seeking the feeling of inner harmony

that is mine if I will but open to it.

I ride to feel the earth chains break

And drop along my path.

I ride until I am numb to the everyday cares

and woes and I flow forward;

A part of the air which I suck into thirsty lungs

the earth which softens the placement of my wheels.

The sounds of this space through which I pass

are music to my soaring Spirit.

The sights lure me ever onward

The process carries me ever Upward – higher and higher.”

I turned and asked them, “How can you not ride?”