Ride On High - Ride On Low Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Ride on high and ride on low
Live and become easy
You must come and you must go
Life is close and breezy
In the night there is still time
Finding pleasures thrown
In its darkish dance and lime
Not much is though shown

Give the roads its much way
Turning to left and right
Anything that comes might stay
If it is of a moody night
Bring your tender feeling's hook
With this house of mire
You might have that certain look
On to men long hot-wire

Got to love and give some in
To the world your love depends
Nightly wish and twinkling spin
Till the dark meets its own ends
Something is that never tops
Only comes to deeper understanding
With love and feelings chops
Each to its play commanding

Ride on high and ride on low
Live and become easy
You must come and you must go
Life is close and breezy
In the night there is still time
Finding pleasures thrown
In its darkish dance and lime
Not much is though shown

Ride on high and ride on low
To the way - each way you go

*(From, Photograph Memory)