Rain on our lips
down the path we run.
Through puddles
not around.
Mud and moss
wind whipped hair
years of words
between breaths of air.
Over roots, between trees
creek waters roll by, unraveling
questions quenched by the miles.
Thoughts uttered within the flow
of movement, vulnerability
not possible in stillness.
Ali Grimshaw – revision of a poem first shared in 2016
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
Love this! I have always thought running was a wonderful place for discussion with another individual. It may seem distant or cold, but there is an ease in having a legitimate reason to not have to look a person in the eye while you talk about big things. Takes a lot of pressure off. I always found it was easiest for me, as a teenager and young adult, to talk with my dad while we ran together. Maybe silly 💚
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I think many people are much more comfortable in conversation side-by-side instead of face-to-face. Something about bringing movement to the recipe seems to make opening up easier. Thank you so much for sharing your response. I’m glad you found the poem relatable.
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Great imagery. Makes me long for spring hikes when everything is starting to bloom.
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Of course I love this one!!!
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What great memories I have of the two of us and our Sunday runs through the forest. Have a beautiful day my friend.
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Yes yes and yes! Though I relate to this when biking or hiking. But yes!
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There’s something magical about movement and being in the out-of-doors at the same time and sharing this experience with someone else.
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This is beautiful imagery and the flow is absolutely wonderful!
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Thank you for the compliment. It was interesting doing a rewrite 2 years later. I like this new version better. I appreciate your feedback. Have a great weekend.
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Through puddles
not around.
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Thank you Kirsten.
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Sounds positively passionate and messy.
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Running in Oregon often times involves rain and mud. Thanks for reading.
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This is beautiful, Ali. Such good imagery.
I’m a runner too and haven’t been able to because of my toe. Grateful for the leanings AND I’m missing it. 💜
Blessings, Ali, for a great weekend,
Debbie
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Debbie, I didn’t know that about you. I have had so many wonderful heartfelt conversations with friends while running. I don’t run far but I enjoy the connection with the outside world. May your weekend be blessed with healing. Ali
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Thank you so much, Ali. 🙂 I had a beautiful weekend, I went on a mini spiritual retreat! I hope you had a good weekend as well…full of blessings.
I sent you an email last week (got it from your blog, I believe). Did you receive it, Ali?
Lots of loving,
Debbie
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Thank you for your thoughtful email. I did receive it I have just not been able to respond. I will try to get back to you this weekend. Take care
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Many blessings to you, Ali! Happy almost #ForgivingFriday. Whenever you’re ready on the email. ❤
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