He runs on – Falter

he runs on

Sometimes he chooses to falter.
To stumble. To stop.
He ignores the initial trip and let’s himself be in the moment of struggling.
Mostly he doesn’t like to struggle; it shows weakness, imperfection.
But sometimes he lets himself fall.
Just a little. Just to feel a little unstable, a little less safe.
Any time he spends rushing through life is carefree yes, but also careless.
He feels that if he were to slow down then life would rush off without him.
So he will continue to run heart first, head later.
Instead of slowing down he chooses to falter, just for a moment, to catch his breath and look around, a smile caught on his lips, before he picks himself up and runs on.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s