indeed a safe trip was had by all
i went down the dark tunnel to the underpass east on mistletoe with the sun dropping low and passed over at st marys thru the park
and into the brackenridge picked up speed coming down the creeek
until it emerged on broadway
and set forth on the sidewalk heading north to the west of the cars that were in the road
i whirred past the bum on the bench passed out on booze dreaming of angels and past
the sprinklers at the witte museum their jets intersecting above the grass in a perfect pyramid of light i remembered
our conversation and the necker cube and loving the water and was doused with the sprinklers last laugh
the last wave of the last fountain spraying out over the street from it's place in the grass
i laughed
past the university and the blue hole thehome of the original ones
those here
when we found the place and adopted it for our city council for our own protection against the wind and our economy built up against all odds and built on the solid stock of our economy the hotel right there on the right where the cowboys live even now the restless the lonely
and coming down the street a couple of buddies bringing home the beer
sleepy already with the haze that beer brings and central market the oasis of light appeared and people
shopping with their carts moving here and there left and right
i stopped and moved among them until i found the water fountain
and then moved on the uniited methodist church of christ is up on the left
it's all on theleft on this leg running up broadway thru the desert of lower upper mid way until
i saw the beacon of light on the broadway bicycle shop it's chevron shining out
blue and white guiding me upt the hill and thru the forest of alamo heights densely packed with escalades
and down morning glory again to the traffic on new braunfels highway
that's where the danger lies i raced to the other
side when space permitted
turned right at the sunset ridge apartment buildings
climbed the tor upinto the devonhood and sprinted the last
hill thru the drive and past the gate to the backyard
where the sacred spring lies
parked the bike and there baptized

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