Running Unencumbered

Did I go anywhere if my steps weren’t tracked?

Photo by the author. Hiking in Okutama, Japan.

Running unencumbered
Like a wolf in the woods
No music
No phone
Just the sound of the birds
Colors of feathers as they
Take off in flight
Pain fades into nothingness
Heart consumed by light

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