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caelum cursor
Not adept at sitting still,
she’s always loved to run;
racing to the midnight sky
a step before the sun
lacing up her sneakers tight,
she stepped along the stars;
hid away the afternoons
in Aries’ House of Mars
the sun grew tired of chasing her,
the way she’d push and pull;
gorging on his gift of love,
she never got quite full
he retreated to the day
and left her to the night,
donning sneakers of his own,
he ran to find his light
now he shares his glow with her
but only from afar
she accepts it’s what we get
when running’s who we are
she’s always loved to run;
racing to the midnight sky
a step before the sun
lacing up her sneakers tight,
she stepped along the stars;
hid away the afternoons
in Aries’ House of Mars
the sun grew tired of chasing her,
the way she’d push and pull;
gorging on his gift of love,
she never got quite full
he retreated to the day
and left her to the night,
donning sneakers of his own,
he ran to find his light
now he shares his glow with her
but only from afar
she accepts it’s what we get
when running’s who we are
Published 13th Apr 2021
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13th Apr 2021 7:35am
Dear, Luna
This is beautifully written. To me it reads like native American lore...by the personification of natural things. I especially like this passage,
"she stepped along the stars;
hid away the afternoons
in flaming House of Mars"
Brava. Lady Luna🌹
This is beautifully written. To me it reads like native American lore...by the personification of natural things. I especially like this passage,
"she stepped along the stars;
hid away the afternoons
in flaming House of Mars"
Brava. Lady Luna🌹
13th Apr 2021 2:27pm
Thank you so much! I’ve always loved stories about the sun and moon and how the early people assigned them identities. The whole thing feels tragically romantic, and paints this idea of cosmic balance.
13th Apr 2021 6:45pm
13th Apr 2021 1:55pm
This is a beautiful and aching piece of love. Those connections are hard when we’re always on the run, whether it be physical or emotional. I feel that.
There is a point where they become impossible to maintain, if we aren’t careful. Thank you so very much for taking the time to read and to comment so thoughtfully and with so much insight 💜
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26th May 2021 4:58pm
I love the romance and the mystery to it. For those of us who like to run in the dark (early, early morning for me), when the sun is rising, it's a pretty glorious thing to experience.
Excellent write.
Excellent write.
31st May 2021 6:33pm
When I used to run before I got sick, I always loved my early morning runs because I got to watch the sun rise. It was a glorious way to start my day. Thank you, Wally!
