Saturday, March 20, 2010


Some nights I walk out into the dark and trust it. Opening my world through the rhythm of earned cadence, following only the paths of pavement before me. I see no farther ahead than my footsteps, and think no farther than I step. I trust in the calm, vast glow of the dark. It is endless, enduring. I close my eyes in approach, trust in each step. I own my strength. The exhaustion of the run, the pace... the exhilaration of the air... such unbridled intensity without physical sight in view. Abandoning chaos, I own the authenticity of my thoughts. I engage in the pureness of the moment. Simply breathing, pulsing, flying. 

Have you ever trusted... just trusted.

In the air,

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