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.