An ode to running.

The air rustles the leaves on the trees.
I can hear the sounds of the city as it breathes free.
Thump! Thump! My feet move in a steady cadence.
In and out I breathe. I can feel the sun radiant.
To run on the streets of DC, NY, Delhi, London.
Everything else seems mundane.
Light feet, light mind. Light everywhere. Sigh!
The run comes to a close.Sigh!
Until the next one. Bye!