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. . .