Journey - part 3

I'm glad I didn't decide to tell you that it was definitely going to be 3 parts, because it looks like there will be at least 4. Hopefully I can wrap it up by next time. I have enjoyed this, but all good things come to an end- and at their appropriate times! (Helpful advice for certain people who pray in front of large congregations who are kneeling on tile!)

I hope you'll like how I end this poem- right now I plan on having a part 4 to finish the story, and an epilogue that... well, I won't say too much. Here's part 3:
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I will myself to stand again.
She's walking, now, toward a light.
I'm running now, and calling out
I've followed her into a blight.

She seems to stroll so leisurely
While, sprinting, I cannot catch up.
The forest, now, is far behind-
The ground beneath my feet's dried up.

I hear her laugh, ahead of me
Oh, sweet oasis for my ear!
I can ignore her mocking glee
To dwell on what I'm pleased to hear.

She seems to know I'm not disturbed,
And turns her smiling cheeks my way.
Her pow'r, she knows, has just been curbed.
I am her equal now, in play.

She lets me gain a little ground!
My heart leaps higher in my chest.
I'm close enough to smell her now.
My senses are all in arrest.