Destination: Anywhere in the Middle of Nowhere

Running for the sake 

of wind in my hair, laughing,
like the child I chase.

Pure, simple pleasure:

Able body and free will. 

Such is liberty.

Genie wished for legs
Not only to be his own 
Master, but to run. 

Inspired by my rebellious children, who run away from me with ever-so-much glee, as well as this week's prompt from Haiku Horizons. 

Previously, I mused about running in an entirely different direction. You can read that HERE.