Gem Stone Poet Lyric

Marathon

I saw her in the marathon
She was limber and lithe and slim
Between mallards like a swan
I had the urge to show off, to win

She glided over the London route
Like water flowing around a stone
Like an ethereal tune from a flute
I passed her, and I ran alone.

I got to the ending tape
There was a man waiting with a kid
He hugged her out of shape
Because of the time she did

Then I realized I'd run the best
Even if I felt like a dupe
Chasing that wisp, I'd beaten the rest
Of the motley crew in my age group.

Around my neck, a medal for the course
The cameras clicked, people cheered
Newspapers said I was a dark horse
Out of nowhere, I had appeared.

I saw her walking toward the park
Her husband carrying her gear
She didn't know she’d been my spark
And suddenly my head was clear.

Oh, I saw her in the marathon
A silver stream for the duration
And now that breathless day is gone
I'll take the motivation.

She was a phantom in the crowd
A beautiful, fleeting sign
She made me run till I was proud
Until I crossed that finish line.

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