Sunday, 10 May 2015

Do we have to walk, limping?

You stepped into time
Eternity made into a minute
Space tied to a breath
And then you flung open your arms
You wept, you walked, you died
You laughed, lived, loved and cried

So that I could run and not just crawl
So that I could walk without a limp
So that love could be made visible
In the invisible places of my heart

I will follow you anywhere

Because you are where
I was born, I live, I will die

Where you lead me
I will follow.

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