chase.

Chase me across fields of wildflowers, through thickets of thistles and creek beds full of silt.

Pursue me across old bridges and down lanes and across dry pavement.

 Run with me under stars that glow and shine and fall.

Through lakes and rivers and laugher at it all.

 Run with me across valleys, across red and gray stained skies.

 Dash me into my kitchen and skid upon the floor.

Hold me up against the sun and I will shine once more.

Chase me from the shadows, into the wild moonlight, chase me through my memories and I will let go into the night.

If you follow, if you see, bare feet and swinging hands you'll see all the barest bits of me.