Senses high, tensing ready,
Feel the rush, growing ever steady,
Greet the dawn, feel its glow,
Throw my cloak on, meet the snow,
Sprint a mile, in the dust,
Bracing winds, fuel my lust,
Catch the train, know no pain,
Stand high, tall, show no shame,
Balance nigh, brace the gale,
Soaring like the eagles sail,
Soak my mane, seek to gain,
A precious gift, still unclaimed,
Meld with crowds, warmth enough,
Peruse the shelves, things go untouched,
Glowing while I meet the stares,
Of empty suits, keen on sales,
Nod my thanks, steal away,
Off to Cambridge, across the way,
Play some chess, breathe a sigh,
Surrender my quest, bid this day bye-bye
