Solitary Running
Pounding of shoe against solid ground provides
Consistent background rhythm to
Symphony of thoughts
Dancing in random pairs.
Solitary running . . . . . . . . . moving forward,
Thoughts shift and break away into
A meditative space of
Only the present moment,
Moving with a gentle breeze filled with
Bird Song and the fragrance of
Fallen leaves merging with
Blooms of sunshine sprouting from the earth
Like rays of deep-rooted truth.
A mantra of moving forward,
Stepafterstepafterstepafterstepafterstepafterstepafterstepafterstepafterstep
Heather Gelb often feels like a gazelle leaping from hilltop to hilltop. On one of these hills she recently published her memoir, a spiritual journey from the hills of one land to another: http://www.amazon.com/From-Hilltop-Path-Rwanda-Israel/dp/1937623076 One of her poems based on this book was featured in the fall edition of Poetica Magazine. She has also published stories and poetry in other various publications like Deadsnakes Green Panda Press, Deronda Review, Jellyfish Whispers, Stepping Stones,IJN and Esra Magazine.
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