Running Poem by Corina Vitale

Running down a path of hope and despair
Stumbling on words of hate
Being healed by rains of love
Running up a hill of triumph and pain
Slipping on slushy discouragements
Rising with the breezes of ambitions fulfilled
Living in a world of light and dark
So hard to look away from the fear
So hard to find your way through the tangled words of your past
Chasing after the light that always flits in and out of your life
We are all running in different directions
Sometimes crossing paths
When will we find what we are all looking for?
Who will we find it with?
That land where we are no longer confused
That forest where we are no longer scared
Run
Run
Run to this place
This place where we can believe in tomorrow
Flee to the mountains with their cleansing mist
I’ll meet you there
One day
In the wonderings of the night