Walking, pausing, half-jogging
up Corridor Ravine;
Or, on some days,
running in the early morning dark,
street lamps and the breathing sea his companions
as he follows a route he’s devised
up through the roads of a suburb;
It is here that he finds
what helps him survive;
it is here that he starts over –
a beginner, once more,
in the training ground for the mind.
- Eduard Burle
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