Saturday, January 23, 2010

My wings clipped; My heart a void; My sight bleak; My memory destroyed

Anticipation overflowed from me from the previous night as I awoke.
Drinking the Rooibos tea I had made, I calmed myself for the run.

Arrived at school and talked a little.
Warm ups and stretching were dully done.
My category was to start late.
I had to leave at 11.

I wanted to run.

It was nearly 10 and P1 had just set off.
Mother came to pick me, hunted for Han Jin who was keeping my phone and wallet.
Said farewell.

I wanted to run.
Anticipation overflowed me.
I couldn't run.
I will never run again.

The bliss of the wind flowing with you.
The sound of the trees whispering.
The beat of your feet against gravity.
Time and space enveloping you.
Nothing on your mind except the hunt.
The hunt for sanctuary.
Losing all troubles and worries, just for a while.
Denied.
Never to run like that again.

They all came back, but only after lightning struck their wings.

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