the time in between . the start and destination . is where life happens
focused on its task . the bee cannot be bothered . with the world’s problems
opportunity . is often not obvious . thus easily missed
we like to pretend . that nobody is watching . but hope someone is
only in hindsight . can we truly understand . it was a mistake
some things that we see . present several questions . that can’t be answered
we cling to the past . polishing our memories . as if they were true
the right thing to do . is rarely the easiest . so we build fences
stories are written . epic tales of fear and hope . in each passing cloud
with eyes on the road . we see what’s ahead, but miss . everything else
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