The Runner

Step by step

Breath by breath

Rubber on concrete

What is next?

His head it turns

His eyes they scan

Lungs that swell

What’s the plan?

Step by step like day by day

Paths that twist and turn and stray

But which way?

His heart is racing

His pulse in his shoulders

The sun is descending

The winds blowing colder

There are others, he sees

They run on their own

Chasing down secrets

But not quite alone

Looking for home

He meets roads less traveled and busy thoroughfares

Yet his journey, his route, is unique

Passing lakes, climbing mountains, onto empire stairs

What is it I seek?

He stops

He thinks

This is a good run, I’d say

Then it’s step by step like day by day