Total Eclipse of the heart…

The sky is as blue as blue could be from atop where I sit, in respite from my 5 mile bike ride up. As if God took his painters brush, and punched it with the brightest of hues.   

Looking down atop my bike seat the expanse so vast, my eyes are stretched to the limits. Boundless is the scenery. The rolling hills green, and plentiful. An eye full, I sit quite and still taking it all in. Breathing it deep into my skin. If this is what free feels like than I am indeed as free as can be. 

Atop this Mountain Bike trail I am enveloped in Him, my Lord. He made all of this. Almost as if I was a finger tip away from the clouds drifting by. They majestically blanket the sky. I feel ebullient, a sober high. The best high you can get. Resting on cloud 9. 

It is a total eclipse of the heart, in the art of the nature I am immersed in. I breathe deep the Evergreen’s fresh scent. Elevation is quite high so the air is harder to come by. Sitting higher than the tree line. Devine serenity. 

Atop this moutian I find my release, next is to prepare for the downhill race. Where I am encased with wildgrass, and all sorts of flowers hitting my pedals. Down, and around the trail loops my bike scoops. I hoop through trails maze, a passer by to mountainous terrain. 

Leaving only my tires dust, as I am catching air. Leaning in with each sharp turn. Grazing the dirt, and tasting the earth. My creators hand has touched everywhere. Carefree as a kid with no curfew, wonderstuck that this is me doing this downhill venture. Me braving the downhill carve with each curve, and bend. Unhinged adventure junkie.

In just right the season the Huckleberries sit ripe for the picking. Nodding my head, at the families with their 5 gallon buckets in the wilderness deep. 

Just that nod, and their waves as I passed by was recognition enough that we all were in total awe of the forest goddess.

To climb that high in the heat of the day, with very little shade along the way. Pedaling with the burn in my legs, is all worth it when atop that mountain I get to stop in respite. See God’s artists hands surround. It is a total eclipse of the heart.

Photo Credit me; Spokane Wa. Mount Kit Carson Trail Loop. Mount Spokane National Park. Some of the best moutain biking trails in the area. This was my regular weekly routine. 5 miles hard push up, rest and get ready for adrenaline rush down. 

Word Prompt: Total 

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Lisa Ralph, Cries from an unkempt garden

I write to tell my story of how I overcame self affliction, and great despair in this life. For I write to share the death to self that took place. That I may Glorify God in all I do. May my writings be a refelction of freedom, for I am no longer in captivity of self. May they be warm, and inviting. For I write because God has given me words that drip from my mouth to be seen.

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