Cycling

As I come in from a hard ride, there is a chair outside my front door. I lean my bike against a tree and I sit. As the endorphins rush in to greet me, I am very comfortable with my efforts. I am thankful for the wonderful opportunity to which I have been given. The endorphins leave and I lay exhausted. The body is at rest and the mind rejuvenated, but there is something else. There is a moment of connection. There is a point to which I am connected with the One, wonderful universe. I know and see the one life and I am truly with myself.