The Road

My lungs release and air spills into them, filling, pulling, drawing me toward my next breath. The pavement sings under the rubber soles of worn sneakers. “One more mile,” it hums in a staccato rhythm. The grasses hear the music and wave like spectators of a parade, cheering me onward. Life courses through my pumping legs and I fly downhill, weightless and free. This is home. This is the road.