“Morning Spirit” by Sadao Miyamoto
The birds announce
The sunrise in an empty Park.
Deep in the sound of inner silence.
The trees beg for silence to be possible to hear the spirits sounds…
Twigs and fallen leaves, the wind’s whispering and the water flowing from the ground between the rocks.
The life’s miracle that happens and renews itself each moment
The running feeling the feet touching the ground, listening its heart beating with intensity, alive, heat…
Present in each step
In each step, a new moment.
From moment to moment the life flows in connection with related spirits
The forest’s spirits.
Human beings wonder with the beauty in movement
From moment to moment
The blissful life cycle.
To run is to feel the life pulsates in a body movement with heart beating in balance, in the pace with the Earth.