The Lead of a Follower


I want to grow old before I die
Live a life beyond the shadows of fatality and decay
and press the boundaries of which breath is confined
I do not want to waste a moment left of me.
And when it is time
I want to know that all the paths I set out on
Were measurements of greatness thrust upon my eager meetings of these goals set by the One who thought me fit to walk the earth to get His bidding done.
I will run to Him with all I have, then turn to see who races along beside me and be glad to see that I was never alone.

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