Chasing the Wind

We chase the wind.

But questions chase us.

We chase for answers
in the gales and gusts.

We chase for answers
after storms at sea.

We run for comfort
when it’s blown and flees.

We seek for more

than faithful trust.

But questions chase

to grapple with us.

We seek for

why it had to be,

For freedom from
silence’s tyranny.

We chase to see, when
the light is dim,

why questions
bring the darkness in.

The questions slow us
as we seek

to climb atop

Answer’s Peak.

The questions ask

if we can rest

in the God Who
only does best.

The questions ask
if we will end

all our strife
to chase the wind.