Like a Gerbil in a Wheel

Like a gerbil in a wheel
I ran and got nowhere
Then, too exhausted to feel
I really did not care

But, all this cycling must end
As I go round and round
A new path to comprehend
Where freedom can be found

Midst all this commotion
I stopped dead in my tracks
And reeled in chaotic motion
Fearing major setbacks

Then, when things settled down
I found a place to rest
I resolved to not doubt
And for change I was blessed