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I run as
fast as my
legs will allow.

Heart open,
enjoying the freedom
as the wind brushes
against my cheek.

No concerns,
I can run eyes
closed just as
easily as open.

Out of nowhere
there's a cliff.

I stop too
scared to look
over the edge.

Where did it
come from?
How could I
have not seen it?

I tremble,
my knees grow week.
A sudden chill.
I so feel cold.

I have nowhere to go.
There's no going back,
time moves only one way.

I hold my breath as I
prepare to look over the edge.
A precipise not only
in metaphore but
within my very being.

Hang my head over,
open my eyes.
I can't believe what I see...

Hope.

Life.

God.

Purpose.

Love.

Just keep going.