Petrichor

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.

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