Thursday 3 June 2010

She runs


She runs…
An escape to who she is.
A zone that gives
Her time to be
The beauty she is, set free.

Solitary in the moment,
Measured in miles and minutes spent,
Her pace is hers to set.
Stress she forgets.

A life spent selfless
Receives wealth blessed
In what others would perceive as pain.
For her, body and mind gains.

This freedom in her soul,
A catalyst so powerful
It pulled me like a magnet…
Before she ever laced up her Asics.


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