Sunday, September 16, 2012

Shadow Play

Please excuse the bad poetry. This image has been stored in the cellar of my brain for a couple of weeks but it keeps rising to the top. I can't let it go. Early morning runs really are special. Have you run in the morning? They're pleasant and they are a wonderful way to greet the morning. They keep me energized the whole day through. They make my spirit and mind sharp. I like that.

I don't think it's finished so I might come back to it over time... or maybe not... maybe the image has been reflected just fine.  But I think it needs a third stanza... something is missing, yes? 

Yes, something is missing.  I know what it is, but I can't think of the words. Maybe it'll percolate to the top. 

I wish you the best of early morning runs. 

It's a good day to be alive,


Shadow Play

Early morning runs along dark tree lined streets
I take comfort in the silence
And refuge in the stillness
I am mindful of the moment
Blessed be to life

Shadows of runners play beneath my feet
They grow tall and wistfully fade
Like a passing memory
I am mindful of the moment
Blessed be to life

1 comment:

Jen said...

I love it. And the picture is great too. Mornings are indeed a great time to run. Every time I see the sun rise and then fade so quickly, I thank God that I was there to see it in that brief moment. Good writing, Mike.