Running before learning to walk
Running before learning to walk
I've run since I was fourteen
From the ghosts of my parents’ mistakes
From the weight of social expectations
From gawking eyes and groping hands
From mediocre thinking and worse speech
I've run for as long as I can tell
A lump of burning coal in my heart
A singeing purpose in my brain
A belief in my purpose
A longing in my immortal soul
I've run away from easy
Choosing harder each time
Choosing to do the hard work
Choosing to raise a child
Choosing to be good through it all
I’ve run non-stop for almost three decades now
At breakneck speed
At counter purpose to life sometimes
At cross direction to my heart
At crossroads: running through gaps
Running with no stops at all…
Now I run no more
No more breathlessness
No more pain
No more trying
No more bad love
No more giving in the wind
No more.
I am still.
I am whole.
And in being still
I have finally found
That beautiful freedom
I was running toward
Now I can run again
Sprint, jog, walk, stroll
Breathe in life
Soak in the beauty -
Of life that surrounds me.
Now. I am a traveller
Daughter of the Universe
Galaxy Surfer
Flesh Walker
Reality Creator