Fast Flight

Rapid foot falls
propelling forward,
recklessly tumbling
down warn, dirt paths.
Side steeping plants,
vaulting over toppled trees,
dodging left,
stepping right,
avoiding obstacles in my path.
Heedlessly running down,
faster,
faster,
faster.
Wind ripping at my hair,
my light jacket billowing behind me
like the cape of a hero,
but I am no superman.
Behind me lies essays,
jobs,
family.
Ahead lies mystery,
fairies,
magic.
The path grows steep,
bushes close in,
thick roots grab at my legs
still I run.
My chest burns,
my feet ache,
my breath comes in gasps,
yet still I run.
Who knows how much farther I can go,
Who knows if I will reach an end,
All I know is the wind and this fast flight.