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THE RUNNER’S HAJJ
Running for no other reason;
but loving to run in a running sport.
Opening yourself
to all the goodness God has given,
and be-at-one with all your surroundings,
down here in paradise.
With the cool caressing breeze as your true
companion,
whispering sweet nothings in your ear.
The gentle warming sun tingling and
teasing,
the skin you wear.
With each swing of the arms;
you seem to float through the air,
not touching the ground you place your foot
upon.
With each step you are taking,
you seem to move without effort or fatigue,
on a perpetual motion machine.
The anxiety fades.
The stress disappears.
Your soul is tranquil.
Your mind is at peace.
Your mind empties,
to a soaring spirit,
flying high within the sky.
Mesmerised by the moment,
hypnotize by unspeakable feelings;
welcome to “The Runner’s High.”
Falling in love with a state of being,
is an incredible mixture of emotions;
to be experience at a precise time,
On the “Runner’s Hajj.”
Leegal Poet
Wayne Ferron.All rights
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