It is important that we do not run when the fire within burns hotter than the sun.
If we must face disgrace to reach our saving grace, this is a race we must trust.
We have only begun.
We cannot let our demons chase us down into a corner of misery and confusion.
They always tell is that we are trapped with no solution, but we must break free from this misguided illusion.
Are we to tighten our grip or are we to loosen?
My questions always form from a place that is free of pollution.
I am never diluted.
I run towards the place I used to think I was running from.
I have been running so long, i can feel it in my lungs.
But this is the song that needed to be sung.
I pull and tug on a place that is bound to break.
I always ask myself if I should learn to play it safe.
I may be awake in a dream but these cycles revolved around me, not what you think I should see.
I pull and tug on the rope of love that was hung above when you decided you had been running, long enough.
It reminds me to never give up.
When my lungs are fed up, I know I must get up and remember that with myself, comes trust.
This vessel of love is never undone.
We have only begun.
When it is your time to run, I hope this rings in your ear, crystal clear,
in a place where you discover the face of grace that had always been misplaced, until now.

- L.G