Something stirs
just beneath
An urge to run
and run and run
To live amongst
the trees
and silence
Away from all
Can't run away
from yourself
Sensible chiding
from within
Does not quell
this urge
To run
and run
and run
Beautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteAhhh, to run. Especially when we are on our journey and the road becomes a little more unstable. Well said IK! Blessings.
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