Come Run With Me

Running since I can remember
from childhood thoughts
once mistaken for genius

Seemingly sitting alone too often
in my own world alone
surrounded by wonderment

For none to see but my heart
youthful footsteps tearing paths
through my jagged lifeline

Still running seemingly
to a destiny wrought with pain
stronger than the richest steel

Perceived by all thought
to be running from something 
maturity brings much peace

For once a morning blue
whispers pounding beside me
running in time to wind’s song

Clarity grabbed my thick mane
calmed my racing memories
I was never running away

I was running to my destiny…

- ©Simone McLeod November 24, 2013

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