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What I miss: jogging

A warm (almost) spring morning.
My view of downtown, crystal clear.
Pure blue sky, an innocent heart.

Trapped in my moving jail,
I drive by a jogger.

She’s free:
no worries, thoughts, schemes,
broken hearts, unresolved questions.
No panic. No anxiety.

There’s just running.
One foot after another.
Peace.

Posted by steveh at February 24, 2006 11:23 PM | TrackBack