
Maybe it’s the Brit in me but I do love a good old jog in the rain. Something about being out in the elements seems to get me out of my head and into my physical experience quickly and I so love that! Today’s poem was written after a rejuvenating jog in the rain and here’s to many more to come!
Raining Champions
The rain flecked down like inky pens
Upon the tarmac court
The elements; my faithful friends
My peace when time is short
To jog in showers, brings newfound power
The drops of life reviving
The thought of storms makes some folk cower
I find the force enlivening
Don’t stay indoors when raindrops pour
Your brolly’s all that’s needed!
Let natures tears seep in your pores
Feel freshness unimpeded
The wet and windy times are when
I get what I’ve most sought
The elements; my faithful friends
My…
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