The Runner

Dawn’s grey light filtered, mist envelopes the distance.
Chill drifts the breeze, gently caressing.
Slightly, he shivers, shakes his head, breathing deep.
His mind cleared, thinks not ahead, nor back.

Away!
Gentle the stride, careful, sure the step.
Even is the breath, rhythmic, constant.
Pace found, mind, thoughts, they drift, deepen.
Alone, self-reliant, at peace... free.

Time passes. Test’s end fast approaches.
Concentration returns, all is focussed on the finish.
Pace increases, faster the heart, again the secret power.
The End. Strong the feelings. Relief, elation,
Satisfaction.