Репост из: Inner Persona
Why I Walk Slow?
I walk slow
as if my feet have sunken
deep in the flat road,
my steps small
like the silent murmurs of the grasses
I trod on.
I walk slow—
for the moss to creep from the shade,
for the demure leaves to find their voice,
for the fleeting clouds to build home inside me.
The journey that seemed to betray me
with each step I took,
but I found the treasure
as I walked slow,
the lonely rocks taught me to be strong,
the stars lent me their hope,
the furtive breeze told me to let go
and that's why I walk slow,
for what I seek
and what I learn
is all along the path
and not at the end.
I walk slow
as if my feet have sunken
deep in the flat road,
my steps small
like the silent murmurs of the grasses
I trod on.
I walk slow—
for the moss to creep from the shade,
for the demure leaves to find their voice,
for the fleeting clouds to build home inside me.
The journey that seemed to betray me
with each step I took,
but I found the treasure
as I walked slow,
the lonely rocks taught me to be strong,
the stars lent me their hope,
the furtive breeze told me to let go
and that's why I walk slow,
for what I seek
and what I learn
is all along the path
and not at the end.