Running
Through the quiet riverbed
Outlined with shadow and coyotes.
Silver bands of water weave
Celtic knots into the earth.
All silent, all dark, all blurred
Except my distinctive rhythms:
Even footfall, steady breath,
Jubilant heart.
We ran 7 miles tonight, adding two to our goal of five, just because it felt so good to move.
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