Here, there, everywhere...

A tourist out for a run around Melbourne's Tan track and I got talking yesterday. As you do. He asked me where to you go to run here?" i shared some obvious locales. I got thinking about it later...

'Tis Not Where You Go To Run, Yet Where The Run Takes You:

It takes me to the middle,
It takes me to the edge;
It takes me places,
Only running can pledge.

It takes me here,
And takes me there,
It takes me many places;
Over here, over there.

It closes doors,
Opens some too;
It leaves some ajar,
As only running can do.

It takes me here,
And takes me there;
It takes me new & old places,
It takes me wherever I dare.

It takes me places past and lost,
Places where I reconnect;
Places I’ve been,
And places I’ve dreamt;
And those unthought of yet.

It takes me here,
And takes me there;
It takes me home,
And everywhere.

It takes me up,
And brings me down;
It brings me closer,
And sometimes far,
Out of town and all-around.

It takes me here,
And takes me there;
Places curious and curiouser,
Heart, legs and mind working;
And places to share.

It takes me places,
I wish to never end;
It takes me places,
Known and shared,
Mysterious, magic and mythic,
The run – a friend.