"I count myself one of the number of those who write as they learn and learn as they write." ~St. Augustine

Monday, November 16, 2020

Sabbatical Reflections: Words on a Page #21 Freedom's Call


 Freedom's Call

Like a gentle breeze on my face, 
the expanse beckons me.
I am called to run.
Invited to venture forth.

In a brief moment of time, 
With just a breath and a whisper.
I can feel the offer to rest.
The binding weight being lifted.

Shackles loosen.
Arms free... movement offered.
Open space before me,
I am called to run.

Inspired to walk without weight,
Chains left and scattered to the wind.
Energy lifts, excitement fills
I am poised... ready to bolt!

Crouched down, I begin to push off
Feel the exhilaration from the momentum.
A small beautiful moment of time.
For just a breath and a second, I run!

Jolted to an abrupt stop.
I smack into myself again.
Just around the corner, there I am.
I run into me.

Instantly, in that moment,
I am locked again. 
Stuck and held.
Heavy and subdued.

"Who shall rescue me from this body of death?!"  
Romans 7:24


Written August 2020