footpath kneaded
effort warmed
star-glow fired
foot-flip quickened
soul fed, spirit spread
Fill fully fed.
Risen through the risings of running
grass songs
cliff whispers
profusion perfumes
newal and renewal aches
cycle and recycle chafes.
Run, the body sings; run on, the mind quietens, then quivers; futther on, mind-body merge ... you blossom.
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