Breaking for a moment
In the woods
Thinking…
There’s nothing
like the excitement
of a new pair of running shoes
feeling the freedom
to fly and tumble
through the forest
hopping roots to rocks
or straight away gazelle gliding
down a hot baked country road
sailing past dry wheat fields,
buggy mud bogs,
and ocean blue skies
while every bone, joint and muscle
rotate and push
up and down the hills
like a locomotive.
Enough for now
The mosquitos have found me
Got to run…
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