Running

They say mind over matter. But for a runner, It's heart over mind. Anticipation runs through my veins And doubt fills my mind, But the gun goes off And nothing seems to matter other than time: "We will soar on wings like eagles, We will run and not grow weary" The sound of footsteps, The sound of heartbeats, All in unison All in tune I hear passion with every inhale And love With every exhale As the winds pass, So have the years. But the recollections of it all, Shall never fade. The laughter in our breaths And the pain in our limbs For there's nothing greater than The beauty of pain And the pain of beauty. There's just something about the sunsets painted in the sky That form the pictures in my mind, The ones with teammates by my side With pride in our hearts And God's overwhelming grace in all that surrounds. 4 indescribable years, 4 years of growth, 4 years of experience, 4 years of memories, And here's what I've learned: Times are meaningless, When memories Are timeless. The race may have ended, But the journey has just begun.