You know you are a runner when...
I meditated on this question as I did my first run in a week, after doing something bad on Tuesday (some combination of biking, gardening, and jumping from swings?!)
You know you're a runner when...
you see the horizon appear and see a friend.
When the possibilities of flighty air in anxious breath
Mix with caring steps on solid earth as something new.
When mother earth holds you in her fair circle of life
And father sky leads you to the graces of the ancestors.
When every breath is a sacred gift and a reminder,
To know the yin, and the yang,
and love them as two and as one.
Okay, here's a graphic version for fun:
You know you're a runner when...
you see the horizon appear and see a friend.
When the possibilities of flighty air in anxious breath
Mix with caring steps on solid earth as something new.
When mother earth holds you in her fair circle of life
And father sky leads you to the graces of the ancestors.
When every breath is a sacred gift and a reminder,
To know the yin, and the yang,
and love them as two and as one.
Okay, here's a graphic version for fun:
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