Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Running over rocks.

All you hear is the sound of gravel.
Small rocks, chime together,
Get stuck in my shoes.

They want to travel.

I'm travelling too.
I'm running fast.
Not fast enough, yet.
And not far enough.

But soon I'll be running far and fast.
Perhaps too soon.
Because I'm not sure
I'm ready.

I want to travel like the rock in my shoe.

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