Subject: Moving.
Content: "The wheels spin But I'm not moving. I turn around again and again, But I'm not moving. I shift gears, Go into over-drive, But I'm not moving. Is that fear? The smell in my nose And sting in my eye, Is that fear? I'm not moving. The smell has mixed A scent of oil and rubber, Burning; I'm not moving. This problem must be fixed! But at the solution I shudder, Yearning; I'm still not moving. I have tried this long On my own, It can't all be wrong. I know, It's time to let go, But I'm still not moving. God, if you're there My foot is too heavy And I'm just not moving; I continue to stare. God Please, I'm ready, I want to start moving. So I will let go now; The pedal, the wheel, The front seat, It's all Your's now! I want to start moving! At Your Throne I kneel, My heart, my life you keep; I want to start moving. My eyes are clearing, My nose, it doesn't burn. What's that sound? Why do I hear this Cheering? God I want to learn!" I looked up, And guess what I found? I'm not stuck. So I looked around; Now I'm moving! -Copy Right 2009, Matthew Allen Baatz
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