Mood: Waiting
Drinking: Things
Phenomenon
Breath comes in gasps at first
lungs shocked
with the sudden capacity for speed.
Then the rhythm evens out
and begins to keep time
with the beat of my feet.
step step
breathe
step step
breathe
I am doing something astonishing here
a small, perfect miracle
contained within every stride.
Every time my foot hits the ground
a snake
slides back in its hole.
Every time my foot hits the ground
a blackfish
finds its way home.
Every time my foot hits the ground
the concrete
loses its hold
Every time my foot hits the ground
seas part.
walls fall.
mountains move.
And I run on and on.
Lo, working miracles three times a week.
LaDonnaWitmer 