Passing....
Author: rugged_oneWe live life like its race, moving around a frantic pace,At times going so fast that its hard to see the big picture as it flies past, What does it take to slow us down? to regain clarity and get our feet on the ground, To make us stop and smell the flowers or even to gaze at the stars for hours, What has to happen for us to look inside to slow down the pace of our stride, I only know it comes as a suprise Good but mostly bad it opens our eyes to the world in which we live but not always see, Cause alot of us just run through it blindly, Busy for the betterment of our lives which we would stop and enjoy if we had the time, I'm guessing when I say that time is the key, stopping for no one relentlessly marching through eternity, pressuring us to rush and get things done then before we know it our time has come.
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Posted: Thu Nov 5, 2009 6:54 AM CST
About this poem:
Reflection