Running
I ran as if an hurricane blew me along, so swift my journey,
I did not stop to admire hill nor mountain as my breath labored,
finally I could run no more and stopped.
I heard as my pursuer gathered pace and neared me,
I ran again as if a hurricane blew me along, such danger gave me wings,
finally again I stopped and turned to face my demon.
I sat waiting on a rock subdued, my lungs ached from exhaustion,
I saw the sun setting over the mountains as slowly dusk approached,
finally, I saw him near and my heart beat loudly in my chest.
I had not asked for love and sought not to find it, it found me,
love chased me and would not be stopped however fast I ran from it,
finally I saw the face of love and was captured.
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