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Jun 2010
Here is that familiar feeling
When the air gets thicker, and sinks to the ground
And my feet drag and slow me down
And I can move just enough to see what’s around
The low-hanging branches and fallen tree limbs
That spot the trail ahead
The curves up the hills, and the shadows around
And the sunlight that once said

“I bear down on you, to see you rise up.
And I shine to show you where
The path ahead of you, today, and in life
Can take you if you care.
I present you a challenge, it’s only fair
That to see what’s ahead, you must try
To stay ahead of your shadow, ahead of the dark
And one day you’ll learn why.
This trail that you run, it keeps on going
Past where you’re running ends today
And if you keep looking up, with both eyes open
You’ll always know the way.
It is part of the search, the endless search
That you’ll find what you’re searching for.
A what or a who, with an open mind
And you won’t have to search anymore.”

And as the sun’s soft whispers, drift farther away
I strain to feel their warmth again
But I know on this run, if I just keep on
I’m one step closer to the end
And this is the feeling, I know so well
When the air gets thicker, and even more
That when I run on these trails, my heart beats on
And I know what I’m searching for
Written by
David Ian Baker
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