My Present Moment

Why would I run
away
when all I want
is to
run
towards

Why do wrong and
right
Sleep in the same
bed
Why do I let their
labored
love
making
Turn me into a
hater.....
running from
myself

Why do I let the
storms
Define me
Am I not, too, the
sun
Shining full and strong
in my own
sky

Am I not the dawn
breaking
and the pink and golden
clouds painting
the
horizon

Why do I run so
fast
Away from my tainted
painted
past
Can I not embrace the
storm
While my brush finds
and fills 
the
canvas
of my future

Let me stand still here
with you
My travel companion
Let me run to your arms
outstretched
Let me find my
present moment....
pink
and
purple