I ran
beneath the bright moon
as the sun rose

Rippled clouds above
carried grays
and wishes for rain

As my blood
fueled my legs
forward, forward

It was every run
and a first, all its own

It was all the nights in college
running darkened streets
catching cobwebs on my hair
avoiding possums

My twenties
finding a rhythm and distance
pushing first a stroller
then a double

I lost the movement
my body failed itself
and illness won the day

But I re-emerged
winning the war
finding new sidewalks
new views

and my own fresh eyes

Into this present
Each day
every step is changed
the familiar brand-new once more

As I find myself
again and again

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