I rise with a schedule filling my head,
rushing to my car, with coffee in hand.
To improve, I cherish the words said,
but somehow my thoughts divert to what's planned.
If only time could stop, the world would freeze,
commitments would come with joy and delight.
With time we rush and loose our sense of ease,
instead of what we did, it's what we might.
But as time moves on and the world spins around,
I realize I couldn't live without my life mapped.
Being busy keeps my feet on the ground,
without this constant pace, i would feel trapped.
Instead I will find a way to align,
the map that controls this blessed life of mine.
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