Becca H. Poet Free verse

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.

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James Inman January 23, 2016 at 2:05 PM Ahhh, sublime, Becca. I loved the last five lines. Becca H. January 23, 2016 at 11:52 PM Thank you! Those were my favorite lines too. I read this at my cross country banquet; it just summed up my experience of being on a team for four years :)