Hollowed Reed

And I am
As a hollowed reed
Swayed by life's most passionate
Winds - emptiness mourned
As solitary sound.


And yet I am
As a hollowed reed
Played holy by the whispered
Breath of God - a singular instrument
Within a symphony of sound.

I am
A
Hollowed
Reed.

~

We are two runners within a singular expression - giving ourselves completely to the intent of every run and at once being played as motion by something far greater and infinite than our thoughts can hold. It's perfect really.

Peace,

Eric