Misty River Run
A tribute to the Mildura Weir parkrun
Cool river breath rises,
Dimming dawn in thick grey strands
That shroud shapes and blur forms,
Confining vision to the immediate and near.
The track unfolds step by step,
Although it seems like standing still –
Past swallowed up behind,
Destination hidden in the mist.
No outside sound penetrates.
Cocooned from the world
All other noise is dampened,
Shut out and silenced by this bubble.
Time slows to muted footfalls and ragged breaths.
It seems each one travels alone.
Distance becomes inconsequential.
Persevering is the only goal.
A breeze swirls through the vapour.
Colours brighten as the sun breaks through.
The view expands and sharpens,
Renewing vigour to finish the course.
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