What do I feel like doing

Soon after my feet touch the floor

After two cups of coffee, some Psalms, and the headlines

I have to get moving

Before day breaks, before the world wakes

I’ve got to do something to make me calm

Get a natural drug to ease my mind

It’s so simple, so primal, so raw

The most simple self-defense for survival

The outdoor calls

Never mind that it’s cold or dark

I can’t wait to start

I lace up my cushions

Just walking feels good, but it’s not enough

I hit my watch and move faster

No, it’s not tough

Maybe that’s part of the point

I check in with every joint

Lifting my feet and knees, feeling my arms swing

Under the stars and among the trees

The jitters, the anxiety, the worry flees

It’s a drug in my veins

The best concoction for my pains

It’s medicine

And I’m not sure when I’ll come back

The dosage varies – sometimes I purposely tarry

Like Forest Gump, I could keep going

I just feel like running

Till my toenails fall off

Till my cells stop

It keeps me glowing