How are you feeling?
Where are you going?
Why are you running so fast?
The man behind me asked.
As we grew apart.
His words bounced away.
Like wandering stars.
They completely decayed.
I drifted within.
The silence began.
I don’t know where I am.
Even to this day.
Who will rescue me?
Anyone have the key
To set me free
From this anxiety?
Then a whirlwind spoke
Out of a blazing fire
I immediately awoke
To the sacred Creator.
All He said was this:
Spit out all your vices.
Then enter my grace.
I felt His sweet embrace.
Then the fire went out.
My body became ember.
I felt refreshed inside
Like rain after a drought.
The man never again asked
Where are you going?
How are you feeling?
Why are you running so fast?
Because I no longer lived in my past.
Chad A. Damitz
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