Mind racing. Heart chasing,
but the reality of catching
quickly fading.
Yet even as I am chasing,
it only takes a moment of hoping
to keep me going and going.
And then a thought starts growing
and at least I'm left knowing
that all the chasing
is really just preparing
my heart for running,
Freely on its own.
The course I'll be setting
unknowingly leading
to the end I've been seeking.
But right now, my mind is reeling,
and my heart is left dragging.
All because my hope is depleting,
and there is no freedom feeling all alone.
