Run

my alter

I have become obsessed with a brown man, that everday sits under the bridge, my ritual is to run by him every morning, because this is where i see god. and sometimes it seems I see heaven in his face and other times he is my alter. He broke the spell that was put into place so many years ago. When i saw his face it stopped me in my tracks. I was running the path along the river and saw him sitting there, time stopped long enough for me to study his face. Once I had run past him i stood still and acknowledged that there had been an exchange between us. There was a light coming from his eyes and he gave me this light so i could see "the other side".