The first step is light
But as the pace picks up
The steps stomp harder
Your breathing rate increases
The music infects your soul
The hustle and bustle vanishes
The further you go,
The more you realize
The world just disappeared.
It isn’t until long after you finish
When the breathing finally normalizes
That you realize,
You’ve been thrust back into the world
But by then,
It doesn’t matter.
The thrill takes over
The thoughts that consumed you before,
Subside.
You are at peace,
And you smile.
1 comment:
I like it! Looks like you a thinker; even when you are running. I would guess you might have thought this up when you were running
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