There is earth and steps and deeper still there is our connection. In truth we are a continuation of all that is - a stride not of steps and distance but a long caress of one. Running is our longing to return to wholeness. We give ourselves away so completely that nothing exist beyond the single step offered to the ground. We are absorbed in motion - the pure grace of our existence without the weight of time and expectations. Only motion. Caress and caressed as one.
Peace,
Eric
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