To Run For Love


by Amber N. Nix


'Twas once I ran
So strong and well..
But tripped over man
And, how I fell.
His big black shadow,
His shine, so bright;
Immortal for show,
Yet red raw inside;
Tastes bold, bitter cold,
But still supremely sweet...
Please come cool those
Anxious sweaty feet..
For a moment, stop here
To now ask how
A dear friend near,
At once, fell down.



"Love is patient,
love is kind.  
It does not envy,
it does not boast, it is not proud.  
It is not rude, 
it is not self-seeking, 
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.  
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.  
It always protects, 
always trusts, 
always hopes, 
always perseveres."
- 1 Corinthians 13:4-7
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