The wind still remembers
The silence before the line
Where heartbeats echo like engines divine
Between the pulse and the trembling tire
Pride whispers softly, shaping desire
I’m not here to fight, nor to claim
But to feel the rhythm beyond the flame
To ride is to live
To live is to believe
Chasing that unseen line
I still feel the wind within me breathe
I break the limit, then bind it again
One soul shining through crystal rain
When truth unfolds in the moment’s lift
The quiet reveals the paradigm shift
The machine sings inside the light
The heart’s ignition burns so bright
Every pulse synchronized in grace
With sea and sun —
A boundless space
To ride is to live, To live is to endure
Crossing the road of the wind
I find myself once more —
Pure
The wind speaks again in a quiet tone
“It’s not the end —
Just another zone.”
Beyond the ticking of time’s thin thread
A spark of surprise shines ahead