How fast can you run?
There is no answer.
We run in the shade, or in the sun.
The ground may be soft or hard,
the path straight or curved,
the mile-markers left in shards,
the incline flat or elevated,
the stones buried or strewn,
the road tolled or gated.
Knees buckle and ankles twist
just when your gait opens in full stride.
Impossible to predict catching a ride.
How then can we expect to know
how far and how fast
others can go ?
Such expectations are doomed to fail.
We cannot pretend we can see
what barriers exist for others, you see.
I barely know what stops me
from getting from here to there.
We all move on a wing and a prayer.
annarino writes 