Christopher Ridgeway


Midnight Ride

Midnight. Too late for most rides, but not tonight.
Tonight it is welcoming.
I am riding with a friend, the pale rider.

He is not always with me,
restrained, restricted nearly pacified.
Only in brief glimpses do I see him, hanging in the night sky.
For just a moment he is unobstructed and shines down on my path.
The cool night, dark and lonely.

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