the bliss of stillness

when i was riding my bike to choir, the wind was pretty strong in certain places. when it wasn’t strong, the act of me riding a bicycle and pushing myself through air made a sort of a breeze (strong enough that it whistled in my ears) but every once in awhile (perhaps when the wind was at my back?) i got a few seconds of respite. i wasn’t pushing through wind and my ears actually heard stillness. it was like sweet water when you’re lost at sea (not that i’ve been there or done that, but i’ve heard….).