Sometimes I worry
Why our life is in a hurry.
Why this fast pace.
Why this crazy race!

Are we reaching somewhere yet?
Are we doing something great?

We may have a vision, and often a mission
We miss to see, anything but the destination.

Friends we had, now we count a few
We greet new people, we never knew.

We want to do better, than our peer
Being anything less, is our greatest fear.

We are loading responsibility
Always more than our ability.

We're achieving, more than we should
Living life, less than we could.

We can pause a bit, look back and see
What the journey was meant to be.

Our life is a gift, unwrap it slow
Live it your way, watch it glow.