After the initial minute,
my legs relax,
my breath steadies,
and I fall into a rhythm.
My feet tap the pavement,
a small breeze tickles the trees,
and the world becomes my soundtrack.

(Previously: Day 21)

—22 May 2009 ; No comments

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