A Runner's Blessing

Keep moving little runner,

keep breathing in the air,

even when that simple act

seems like more than you can bear.

Keep racing towards your destination,

whether that be home or away from home,

or to the very edges of the earth,

the sea, the stars that you can roam.

Keep moving little runner;

remember you always have more

inside of you than you realize

to find a peace unlike before.

Keep running marathoner,

whether fast, slow, or crawling through,

and when you feel like you’re standing still,

remember the earth is moving, too.

May the road rise up to meet you

and the wind blow at your back. 

May the sun rise just to greet you

and wash away the black.

And may you reach those pearly gates,

as you keep striving on ahead,

and cross the finish line an hour

before the devil knows you're dead.