Monday, May 27, 2013

Learning

I've come to appreciate my legs.
My body.
I am grateful.
For movement.
For forward motion.
For sight.
It's not about training.
It's not about being better.
It's about being out there.
I grow up.
I move up.
I breathe the air. 
I touch the leaves. 
I run my palms over the Madrona.
I feel forest.
When I breathe what it releases; it gives me purpose.
It gives me peace.
There is no where else I'd rather be.










2 comments:

  1. This is really great. Thanks for sharing.

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  2. Nice read, Korey. Hope the recovery is going well.

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