Run love, for me, is relationship, with people, place and thing. It's the result of showing up. A collection of potent moments sprinkled into the mostly mundane. Most fondly, it makes me think of teammates, and the shared intimacy that you build is the kind you never get over.

Run love is relationship.

It's knowing the freckles and scars of the neighborhood,

The topography of the park.

It's a portent in the passage of birds,

The perfectly timed changing of the light.

Synchrony of motion,

Declaration of desire.

A million kisses on the Earth.


February 12, 2017 — jbarnard

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