May the sun rise in front of me.

May the rain fall behind me

and the wind follow me.

May the angels of my brothers and sisters

who have gone before me

guard me travels.

For they know the perils of the road ahead of me.

Keep me safe through the rough city streets

on my way to the land of swirling turns

and rolling hills.

Let the colors of fall keep me warm.

Let the eagle guide me to the mountaintops.

Let the moons light guide me

through the night.

May my tires not fail me,

nor my engine grow old.

May my bike draw life

from the streams I pass.

Keep my seat soft

and my mind sharp.

Let the air of spring breathe life into my soul

to journey to another adventure

beside my brothers and sisters.