Counter/Encounter

Footfalls strike a rhythm

Against the drumbeat

My heart sets

Every edge of anxiety

Smoothes away

Disappearing behind my heels

When the fire sets in

It hits my legs

Before it moves into my lungs

And it is there

In the pain and exertion

That I find myself on the road

And my smile rises

Fierce

With the rush of motion

I know

Beyond all doubt

That I could fly

And my feet will carry me

To sunny skies

Of my own making

Here on the ground

Where I remold

My own reality

With every racing

Mile

And every drop of sweat ~ Caroline A. Slee

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