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Be Not Afraid of Growing Slowly

Be Only Afraid of Standing Still

We go so fast from here

Running circles around our ragged selves

Racing to that theoretical finish line

Forgetting that the reward is here, Now.

We honk when others go slowly

Are reminded to go fast by fellow travelers

Don't stop to breathe in the supermarket aisle

Pushing ahead, back out to the rushing.

We frantically move to get dinner on the table  

Only to gulp it down with swigs of wine

Desperate to slow down, calm down, sit down

On our tips toes, hurrying back to clean up again.

Then a quiet call goes out

A two year old, "Mommy, sit."

Toes tapping, on the cusp of getting up

"Mommy, sit"- we linger together.