If you could see where these legs are taking me
You'd understand why I walk so fast
It's not that I'm sure of my direction
It's that I don't want to slow
because if I slow and take a moment
and realize
I may as well have just kept walking faster
I would have gotten there sooner
I would have seen more, perhaps known less
but what is seeing if not processing
and how can I live if I'm not active
There is no life in not doing, only death
in not pursuing
the opportunity.
pass it up and I may walk on past you
but not because I know why I want to go
where I'm going but because that's what
I want to do
I think, therefore I walk
and as long as I'm walking
I must be going the right direction
or else why would I be walking
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