The wind blows my hair away
But it’s neither cool nor soothing
It burns like those flames
Which engulf my whole being.
A shaky breath, hands full of dirt
No amount of water could clean
Not even the mightiest earthquakes
Could shake a resolve so deep.
I look up through the sweat and tears
With a final smile and start running
Reaching out my hand to get hold
Of the passion I could always feel.
Telling myself to give my all
Here at the starting line of my dreams.