I go faster and faster.
I stumble, skin my knees;
my hips and ankles ache.
I move, and
though I take lots of rests,
I move again.
When I saw you weren't
beside me anymore, I called
and called.
I am still calling.
I can't wait for you to catch up.
Even if I don't ever
hear your shoes thud,
your breathing, even if
I can't ever see your eyes again,
my pace won't falter.
Sidewalks and asphalt
rocky paths and fallen trees
dirt trails and sandy walkways-
He told me to keep walking,
so that's what I do,
and I pray God breathes into you
once more,
and you will be there,
running next to me again.
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