When pieces like this one come out, it's like a feeling that
flows out of me. Words just build upon themselves until
it is finished...If it doesn't make sense to you, no worries,
one day it will all make sense.
Until then, keep pressing forward...
The path before me has been illuminated,
spanning miles and miles into the horizon of dreams,
the panoramic view of my pacing of the starting line;
No fog, but clouds escorted by a gentle breeze
outline the heights of my sight in all directions;
as I continue to inspect my cargo, checking fuel gauges,
and the space between where I am and where I need to be is revealed;
My purpose is clear. My vision is set...forward.
A force within me begins to build,
churning within as gears spin and time becomes an ally of hope,
Rest assures me that my preparation has not been in vain;
No fog, yet the exhilaration of victory fills my ears
blotting out any pleas for pause,
as I secure all that I hold dear, latches are fastened and knots tightened,
and the search for the end becomes an adventure of a new life;
My dream is near. My heart and mind are moving...forward.
As the beginning becomes the past,
the wind breaks across the top of my head, then presses down my face,
rude and unapologetic, creating a contrast between present and destiny;
No fog, just resistance to my persistence
and I thought my relentless intentions
would not be tested, the only one that could best this quest is
The Almighty, Heavenly Father...is this His way of telling me no?
Is this a hint or clue that what I've wanted is not what He has prepared?
Or is this a test of obedience to what He has for me?
My spirit is filling. My life is being led...forward.
