Find the Rhythm

Find the Rhythm

My mind is too full.
And time is too fast.

I’m both too slow
and not nearly slow enough.

I’m an anchor
pulling against
the rapid flow.

Wait.

Wait.

There is danger for feet that mark not the path.

I’m a journey-man
grasping, but
not yet arrived.

Move on.

Move on.

Life is never static.
Daylight does not wait.

Slow my mind
and
Measure my steps.

Find the rhythm.

Breathe in.
Breathe out.

Make life a prayer.
Make prayer my life.

Awake. And see.
Pause.
And move.

Dance.