The Horizon

One more inch
One more inch and I will have made it
I will reach the horizon
I will stand at the place I have struggled to be for so very long

I force my mind, body and spirit to unify
For the strength I need to make that final push
Triumphantly I stand tall and proud having finally reached that blessed place

But as I look at the view from my horizon
What I find is a mirror
A continuation of the road I just traveled
This realization knocks me over like the gust of a mighty wind
And I struggle to breathe
I face that fateful choice
The distance I have come does not compare to the distance I have yet to go

The road has been long and dangerous
It’s taken more than I thought I had to reach a place I never thought I’d be
And as I gaze from my horizon, I see nothing but more of the same

So I wait
Wait for an answer, I say
Wait for direction
But really, I wait for an escape
I wait for that mighty wind to return and sweep me away
I have always waited
So much wasted time
Yesterday already forgotten and today on its way to becoming yesterday

Why do I wait?
Why do I find myself always asking why?

What am I waiting for?
I have stood back and witnessed the demise of my brother
I cried as he cried and trembled at his attacks
Yet I stood paralyzed
I’ve watched as lies and corruption engulfed my home
Words of peace trapped behind my lips
Yet I stood silent
What am I waiting for?
Disease has overtaken my friends
I watch as they lie sick and weakened
The power of anointing rests in my hands
Yet I stretch them not
What am I waiting for?

I watch You pass me by
I want to reach out for You
I want to run after You.
But instead I wait and keep my eyes on the troubles ahead

I gather my faith and cry a silent plea
For a long walk is ahead of me
This time I will not watch the road
I will not count the seconds
I will not measure the inches
I will not wait for the winds to sweep me away
I will keep my eyes up
Until I meet my next horizon

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