Runners are priests, in a way.
They dance against gravity
as a kind of ritual.
They exchange air more rapidly
than anything else
currently on the planet.
I wonder what village elders discover
when they run long distances
well into old age.
I will only know if I do it.
The meditation is never over
until you say it is over.
I do not fast for forty days.
I run for thirty minutes.
I do not run to get in shape.
I run to run.
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