Running Deer

I am like a running deer
I run from my fears
I run from myself
and thus from you

I run from happiness
I run from the past
but then with
wide open eyes I run
into its headlights

Here in the middle of these woods
where I run from my shadow,
let me drink
from the sacred pool of love
and let me again find stillness

©RoseGirl2019

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