Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Runner's High

I go out the back door, see the sliver of moon, and take off for my morning run. Step step step step step step. Soon the coolness and dark lull me into a trance. On and on I go making the rounds and finding peace before a busy day ahead. Far away a train whistles and brings me back. I look up and see the beauty, then I pick up my speed and run towards home into breaking dawn.