This morning I chased the moon I chased it as it hide behind the horizon line full of dark trees and the unknown As I ride my bike through the cold darkness I see & feel my breath I breath I breath in I breath out In with cold & crisp fresh air deep into my lungs Breathing in new ideas and challenges I exhale the pain and sorrow of yesterday I let go of the past I sit and watch the sun rise living within each moment it matures The warmth washes over me like a cloak of happine