Like The Wind

Like the Wind

When leaves rustle like living things in your presence

When you are the match that lights the forest while others lie sleeping

When you decide to have faith in yourself

To love what you want

To take the power to control your life

To bloom as legend

Then —

You will live in the flames.

You will burn too brightly, too wild to handle.

You will run too swiftly for anyone to catch you.

You will run.

Until your lungs ache.

Until your heart splits open.

Gasping at life that can no longer hold you.

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