Saturday 9 February 2013

So I Run

I’m supposed to not worry
But I don’t know what I’m worrying about
I’m supposed to rest
But what am I resting from?
My hands shake for no reason
My thoughts are disjointed, unrelated, unfocused
I can’t remember how I lived all those days before
I worship and I read the Word
It’s truth is deep and my hope is clear
There will be days of peace and strength once more
All will be understood
When you’re relearning how to communicate
When you’re trying to remember what makes sense
To think and feel and say
When the usual things become a task to relearn
Rest is sleep
But when sleep is far
What rest is there?
So I run
And when I run I am free
Reaching the next mark
Is all the concern I need
And my mind is rewarded
And I rest

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