From the brink of dawn

To the end of dusk

He perseveres ever so steadily

Forever holding his brisk pace

Tick tock tick tock tick

It’s difficult to keep up

His figure shrinks in the distance

As he waits for no one

To be truly entrenched in this moment

Squeezing it, holding it

Not letting it slip

Living purposefully and being aware

Taking in the world around me

Through the six senses

Now

It’s slippery, squirming within my grasp

I won’t allow it escape

A saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah dude

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton