Tuesday, June 28, 2011

The Path



I hear you say to me, "follow me"
Your words rush through my brain
Like adrenaline as I begin to quicken my pace
to close the distance between us

I lean towards You and You continue to speak,
"This road is marked with suffering" 
"I am ready to suffer!" I respond quickly with a
Child-like zeal.

Your eyes pierce through my soul as 
You look at me,
The intensity of your gaze makes me
Feel Like my heart is cut open on a 
Surgeon's table, every vien and artery 
in full display for all to see

Before I could cry out, " I am so unworthy"
You lift my head up and whisper again
To me," "Follow me" 

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