Water slowly sprinkles the surface,
avoiding dust and offering stillness.
Single tracks playing on the hilltop radio—
tuning into footsteps humming soft, melodic,
and lonely sounds. Free from static,
the foggy morning dews the face and creates
chilled ears more attentive to the calls of Nature.
Legs turn crimson like the blood that flows
readily through the veins which offer a fulfilled life.
Sprint, pace, sweat, serene, struggle—