Warrnambool Candid Series #1251 Warrnambool

 

Along the Warrnambool path he runs,
not alone but doubled
one heartbeat in his chest,
another sleeping beneath canvas and shade.

The pram wheels hum over concrete seams,
a soft percussion against the ocean wind.
Benches wait like patient witnesses,
watching miles pass in quiet increments.

Grey sky, salt air, clipped coastal grass,
trees bent inland by decades of weather;
here, movement is inheritance,
passed forward with each steady stride.

He pushes into the breeze from Lady Bay,
breath rising, shoulders set,
carrying tomorrow along today’s track
between dunes and distant surf.

No fanfare, no finish line ribbon,
just the rhythm of footfall and rolling wheels,
a parent charting a narrow road of care
through the wide, windswept edge of town.

In Warrnambool’s muted light
the future rides gently ahead of him,
and every metre gained is a promise
kept in motion.

Sony A7RV

FE 50mm f1.2 GM

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