You see runners climbing a winding path, he sees, "a snaking, stretching hive of exercise.."....You round a steeply guarded bay, he circles "this mountain tickled teardrop.."....You refuse to give up, he "descends to will's white forge, thug-tough." The child of Cameron James' long, checkered affair with the run, Run To A Colored Sun surprises and delights us with more than a year's worth of daily verses that candidly mirror our own struggles, joy, passion and failures. But these savvy rhymes are more than mirrors: their teeming spirit not accidentally applies to any enterprise, whether it's...