Lake Sonoma Run

A brilliant day, the January sun
Cold at first and warm when done
The sky as blue as some friends are true
Music in the ear
Synchronized footsteps to hear
Sometimes up, sometimes down
Lake Sonoma all around
Thirsty for water, nothing on hand
We find a stream, cold in the hand
Views seen
Where I might have been
Stretching on a hill
Muscles have their own will
Learning a new yoga pose
Here’s how it goes
Hungry by the end
Sandwiches just around the bend