Day 4 (late)

Walking quickly I

roll my head over my

shoulders, shrug hard

trying to brush this off

slowing my steps yet still

I am purposeful

have things to do

places to be

light to spread

I need to be free of this

Dragging my feet in the gravel

Unencumbered in heart

but the darkness sits heavier

then slowly increases

seeping down into me

Halted, I drop to my knees

I turn my view to the sky

lift my eyes

call out

begin as plea

beg for burdens lifted

Slowly rise

Eventually, in light of Your face

remembering my inheritance

I take my cue

Howl

Begin to run

I am free