Part of the fray, rushing past a busy subway
I happened to meet life one day
I wanted to be friends
It said this is where it ends
You simply cannot bind
Me amidst your daily grind
“I can’t reside within the crinkles of a clock
Or follow routines and rituals of the flock”
Life said, “I come with some caveat
You must learn from the very start
To have patience and compassion
To understand me and my passion”
“I love cheery sunshine and winds in my face
I make each moment count with wit and grace
You will find me only if you love and you laugh
If you can’t value my presence, I lessen by half
You are born, you breed and then you grow old
Yet my being in your breath may never unfold”
I realized I had to put aside some time
To apprehend life and its nuances sublime
Living and breathing can be two different things
To discover how to fly I must first procure wings
My subway trajectory slowed down amid the haste
Why was I letting this priceless present go waste?
Love this!
Super
Leaving & breathing can be two different things…. Ah so deep…