At last the end of the race line,
and I was in first place, keeping
a steady pace, to win;
No other runners in site, no one
but cheering bystanders to my
left and right;
I was feeling good, hardly stricken,
barely tired, not even thirsting to
quench my dehydrating body;
The ribbon stretched out waving
back and forth, the wind aiming
in straight, to adjust my course;
The crowd sounded out as I passed
the last row of wailing arms and
happily clenched fists!
I won! I won! My first racing contest!
It seemed liked a few minutes had
gone by, but it was more like an
hour, no more like a day;
Then the rain came, then the snow
fell that day-then another holiday
show on the television, then I
saw us traveling to space;
The days turned into years, the
years turned into a decade, and
then as if asleep for the whole
time, I would awake, and walk
around for the first time;
My body a champion spirit, it seems
it was unbreakable from any cast
spell, I was in the best shape of
my life-my life, I was forgetting
my life and all the mistakes;
And then like an angel, she just
floated so easily down by my side-
and kindly and gently whispered
so dear-"Forgiven child, you are
forgiven".
Then we both disapeared.
