The Gravel’s Prayer

Gravel our Father, who art on earth.
Hallowed be thy road surface.
Thy trail come.
Thy flow be done.
In forests as it is in fields.
Give us this day our daily ride.
And forgive us our rest days.
As we forgive our quadriceps.
And lead us not into dead ends.
But deliver us from reckless, motorized individual traffic.
For thine is the mud.
And the sealant.
And the filter coffee.
Forever and ever.
Apex.

Credit: Jesus GRXtus