I SAW YOU...
Driving in to town, I saw you, this morning,
peddling your heart out:
white, lumpy thighs,
plain helmet,
inexpensive bike.
A good half course behind the sleek, the muscular,
the swift, the experienced riders, you peddled on,
and I blessed you in my heart.
From my kitchen window, I saw you, late this afternoon,
your stride was painful,
determined,
slow;
barely a jog/walk.
The bored high school volunteers at our gate
merely glanced your way, thankful to be relieved of their
lonely post at the furthest station from the finish line.
I blessed you in my heart.
From my deck, I saw you, on the dirt road, a single mile to go.
Noticeably absent were the fans,
the volunteers offering water,
and fellow triathletes.
Alone, yet brave, you persevered, virtually unnoticed.
But, I saw you. I blessed you and thanked you from my heart;
grateful for your gift to me of...
courage.
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