Running Past the End

Following the evidential path around me
Sparse in trees, direction, or light
The skylight breaks apart in pieces
Running in the opposite direction
My feet pound the ground and feel
The ever-moving sun above me
Lifting my heart as it touches the earth
I take a breath faster than I intended
Stopping for a moment to glance, the world
Full of beauty in it's indiscretion.
Tapering off the ties to this path, I sigh,
Holding the moment in my eyes.
I begin to run through my melodies,
Harmonious and deliberately contented
With just enough dissonance to measure.
The off-beats complimenting the sound
Making a story out of notes, lovingly.
I run to the beat of my own song
Leaving the ties of blindness behind me
My skin feels the breezes upon it,
For the first time, true incandescence of my aura
Surrounding my life, my strengths, future.
The light invisible, guiding my hands
Driving the force to follow anew.