Running From the Back of the Pack

I can see the leaders up ahead;

So confident, not looking back,

So self-assured, so self-absorbed,

Not considering the lowly pack.

 

They seem to run so effortlessly

With posture not unlike

A standing portrait, straight and true

With eyes fixed in a stoic gaze,

The rising, falling movement of

Their heaving chest a testament

To patient training of their skill,

To calm resolve and confidence.

 

Their demeanor serves them well,

But I have one advantage here.

I can watch their every movement

From my trailing vantage point.

 

So, I will let them set the pace

As I wait patiently behind

And we'll just see who happens to be

First to cross the finish line.