All day long I dream of riding across a land so beautiful and serene.  To be amazed at the gently rolling hills of the mid region, taking my time to learn everything there is to know, forward and back, there is so much detail and wonder to behold.  I continue towards the mountains.  Their image soothing and relaxing, oh how I long to reach them and feel their beauty.  I could spend a life time there, never knowing what to expect.  But, Alas it is time to leave the mountains for another land.  Lower and lower down the mountainside until I reach the valley.  The softness of the land beckons me.  It is so lush, vibrant and full of life.  Everything feels right and amazing.  The air, that sensation of being caressed inside and out.  I ride up and down the valley side, wanting to take a dive in to the mysterious that is the valley.  Every curve, every passage leads to a new adventure and new feeling, both the land and I feel.  To be one with the land is a beautiful thing.  It's so uplifting and loving.  As my dream comes to an end, my new found self rides in to the sunset, the light of the moon gives but a glimpse of what's to come, the new day's sun.  And the ride goes on, more exciting and fulfilling as it passes.