He ran with a limp
quite painful to be honest
until I actually saw the object of his affection...
the city bus
And he would have to cross two lanes of traffic to get there
with no guarantee that the bus driver would even wait for him
but he was
willing to risk it
willing to run
with arms waving and a noticeable limp, not caring who saw his desperation because...
his purpose was greater than his pride
And amazingly enough the world around him stopped moving
as drivers and street pedestrians alike paused
"C'mon, you can make it. You can make it"
and when he finally did
there was a collective sigh of relief because
he had conquered what so many of us often
and that is allowing others to see
We would much rather just wait for the next bus
than to put ourselves out there like that
But in life we must be willing to...
we cannot truly live, unless we are willing to love, and
we cannot truly love, unless we are willing to run
across lanes of traffic during the middle of the day
limping awkwardly toward our goal
eyes filled with desperation...
as others stop to
(or maybe even laugh and point)
We cannot truly celebrate love
unless we are willing to put ourselves out there like that, but
today I was reminded by a total stranger that...
It is okay to run with a limp
as long as you also run with a purpose!
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