In my run-in soul

Harder running secretes in me

a gorgeous, iridescent flow

which forms itself

around a flake of the flame

that sparks my life.

A new layer now,

of purple-gold with a tripple of green song,

lets my soul-pearl grow and glow.

(Context - I'm back from being part of Comrades Marathon 2013 with a medal sure (see http://www.time-to-run.co.za/ultimatecomrades/ if you like) and a lot more. And Life doesn't stop yet.  Part of what comes next is to keep this pearl fired here in daily life. The pic is from Freepix.com)

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And then the richness 

of a long running moment.

Breathing a song of waterfalls, 

the flap of feet on tar; 

back nuzzled by the newly risen sun; 

a mind unclogged, clouded-blue pouring in;

a soul taut, trembling

to the song of the universe

And still more to run, still more to come.

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Beauty engaged

Beauty engaged is richer for me, than beauty only seen. Running engages me, meshes my cogs with the greater gears of being. More of Life begins to turn. Then more still. 

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Regular Rhythm Run

In the doing it's done,
in the singing it's sung,
under the moon it's run.
A repeated-enough-rhythm,
drum-sung, drum-run,
lets us sing our hearts,
run our soul,
wink the effort-glow.

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Every step I've run is there in each step I run. Every summer too, and every song I've sung. So I go on, foot after foot. My life fills more, passes less.

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