Cycling broadens our mundane horizon:
Credo, Gloria, Kyrie eleison.
Faintly sounds a bell afar, we see a chapel tower,
pedaling we near it, light a candle, bless the hour.

Cycling lifts us to a new dimension
where our values undergo declension.
Cycling has its logic and its measure,
animates our skills and pleasure.

After steep and strenuous ascents,

we rejoice in dizzying descents.
Through fields and forests cross our cycling lanes,
along canals and dunes, away from cars and trains.

Thank the Heavens for our urge to travel,
meet old cultures, watch world history unravel:
Silk road, trade routes, rivers, channels, market places,
hoary ruins, vestiges of gods and races.