and not just touched by
earth and air - but continued through as
distance
we are infinite in our measure
~
We are the spread of land as well as steps - and yet the runner is absent from earth and stride. The entity of a traveler separate from ground, and space, and fellow man, is an illusion of the senses. There is awareness and within this - an endless appearance of perception. All one. We, ourselves, are distance laid out in invitation for our own steps to travel.
There is no reason but to run.
Peace,
Eric
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