Midnight Run


Clarity in motion 
Legs pistoning,

swimming through the air 
Each footfall jarring

dreary clouds from my vision 
The wind from my movement

sweeping away cobwebs 
And my mind sweltering and burning 

Alive with thoughts each a burst of color 
But I am in meditative silence akin to yoga

My zen the rhythmic meeting of earth and sole 
My body swaying in a trance

and my mind is open 
As I run, I am alive


2 thoughts on “Midnight Run

  1. Karen

    Great poem. It truly reflects the connection between the physical and the creative, the body and the mind, a symbiotic agreement that helps move the soul. My favorite line is “legs pistoning.” Great invention of the noun into a verb!!

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