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