On The Run.
My size 9 tennis shoe hits the dirt with each passing second
My mind wanders from the adventures of the past to the exitments of the future
As I run my body groans to stop
My mind carries me further
My heartbeats rythm is consistant as if it is static noise
As my body continues to move I feel as though I am weightless
A single atom in air
As though my once strenuous task is semmingly effortless
The world around me is still
As if I am the only essance of motion
The sun reflects against the waving leaves
The gentle breeze seems to carry me along the trail
As I step over obstacles along the way, I feel as though Im bounding
I feel as though I could never stop, as though running is in its self, is a state of being.
I Enjoy running and the stress releaving sport that it is. I hope others are able to try it and feel the same.