Thump-thump， thump-thump

    bare feet hitting the grass

    as I run run run

    in the air and like the air

    weaving through the trees

    skimming over the ground

    touching down

    thump-thump， thump-thump

    here and there

    there and here

    in the soft damp grass

    thump-thump， thump-thump

    knowing I could fly fly fly

    but letting my feet

    thump-thump， thump-thump

    touch the earth

    at least for now. . .