Wednesday, December 1, 2010

At the end of the wild ride,
dizzy from the speed of it,
panting from the fright of it,
tears in my eyes from the beauty of it,
I meet Your eyes, and laughing, say,
"Again! Is it over?"
And You smile and say,
"It's not over; it's only just begun!"
-HJ Dec 1, 2010