Love Struck

Waterfall at Devil’s Hopyard from a run on October 16, 2023

Soft dirt cushions my feet
The aroma of pine fills my nostrils
Is it too soon to say: “I love you”?

The birds cheer me on
The wind crews for me, keeping me cool with her breeze
The creek fills my water bottle

The roots and rock form a labyrinth of play beneath my toes
My legs power forward, strong and agile

An unseen warbler serenades me
I crane to see what lies beyond

Beauty fuels my run

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