Ride
A ride took it up;
Something beyond and above,
A little too far
A little over the bar.
An opening so 'fair'
Or 'foul' - down the road
words sprung forth
In tilt of the bus
In an evening, behind the glass.
The windows of the heart
let pass the air
A little to far,
A little over the bar.
A ride of a lifetime,
Pigments of words and rime,
Written in the celluloid
Of four-hour time.
There stands a tale
Of a 'ride priceless',
Moving out of center
To heal and bless.
Copyright © Sadat Khan | Year Posted 2016
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