The Rio whisper
Two years ago you sprung from a photo and remained imprinted on my heart,
But the noise of life covered and concealed your naked beauty,
Month by month you'd whisper in my ear, but each night I'd rock you back to sleep,
I guess you grew tired of my excuses, of putting loved ones first & myself last,
so you decided to remind me...
Thank you, for melting my heart, and washing my eyes clean again,
That photo from 2 years ago flew back into view,
Never have I seen a route this unique,
A bike path hugging every turn, every curve,
A heart shaped lake, in a city that lights my soul in ways impossible to describe.
A heart shaped route to remind us to always follow our hearts, and listen to our inner voice, Rio de Janeiro is my gift to you.