Friday, November 13, 2009

when we run

we are going towards Light
and not towards each other
but
parallel

you know things I am only learning
you run with me anyway

she said, "when you see someone
running next to you, then you'll know"

and as we run
the Light gets stronger
we bend to It

It wraps around us
vines around our fragile
fearful
hearts

fruitful, blooming,
branching to Light

5 comments:

Gio said...

' Applaud'

Lovely, well put :)
g

christine said...

It sound like an angel in training. I love this poem, Holly! Like a beautiful dream.

Julie said...

Beautiful:)

holly said...

thanks guys!
Christine...angel in training...I like that...really goes along with the idea behind the poem...

jack sender said...

i like the direct way you write. it feels like you are saying things, not beating around in the mysterious bushes.