Every day running
Sitting, learning, reflecting.
Cyclical schedule,
Ready-made days.
Today I walk the field
Avoid the track.
Slow down
Smell the earth
Plant seeds and wait for new life.
Waiting
I know well
How to wait each year
Arduously long, and fleeting.
Sweet perfume
A rain nearly forgotten
A lifetime ago
A year.
Soil turned
Young life that will produce
Produce
Another cycle.
Still photographs in a minds-eye
As I take my place again
Starter pistol
Crack
The race begins again.