Silk Road Ode

Stars in the sky
Riding on high
Life is short
And then you die

It doesn’t matter
What you drive
It only matters
What’s deep inside
For many miles
We yet do ride
Searching for the answer

Duncan keeps our spirits high
Shanny answers every why?
The miles roll on between our tyres
It is too far too soon
To look for bicycle buyers

Miles starts our day with bread and honey
Thor meets us halfway with a smile so sunny
Henry looks stoic and worries about money
Istanbul seems so long ago
Beijing seems so far away

Beautiful valleys, steep climbs
Campsites are divine
We search inside
For answers to
When will our next rest day hopefully arrive

Istanbul, Amasya, Yusefeli, Tblisi
It doesn’t matter where you have been
It matters only
Where you are going

Riders smile
For deep inside
They know the riches
They do find

– Barb & Ken Cross