when i go running

when i go running,
do not call on me.
when i run,
making seven circles, just
before the sun
grows then culls the growth
with oppressive humidity,
making rings,
first one
then two
before spring ends,
you will have me.
through your dark wood i'll return again
below a moon that turns men to wolves
and bestows girls womanhood,
and you will have me
like a poltergeist in windy spring
when i go running,
pulling leaves from swaying trees
with tenderness that moves all things
when you do not call on me.
Written by gonezalo
Published | Edited 5th Mar 2020
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