An Early Morning Ride

Ian, you and I are out today
on separate paths and cycles,
riding hard against the wind,
against the contours, on our own,
heading homewards slowly,
riding side by side with strangers
on their own familiar paths,

and yes,

we're sleepers waking up to different days
but when we dream, we see one sky,
one moon, one set of stars, one earth,
one diurnal cycle, many paths, one home.