We race against the moon

Unafraid of the dark

Shadows cast in milk white

Light on rough ground

We wear the shroud

Of the night

Hidden creatures

Thrilling to the chase

Building momentum

Into a rush of speed

Outrunning the wilderness

Into the sky

Stitching ourselves anew

Out of the stuff of stars

Looking for the familiar

Across galaxies

Solitary travelers

We each move forward

Into the next steps

Exhilaration ~ Caroline A. Slee

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