Saturday, December 26, 2009

Rhythm

Many times I wish things run faster, at the speed of my thoughts
I wish all my dreams would come true as I dream of them
Many other times I wish things would run in slow motion
Some moments are so cherished I wish they could be slowed down
Like watching rain in slow motion, so wonderful

It feels like life runs so fast and so filled with youth and energy
So many things I want to do, people I want to meet, places I want to go
Ahh... I'm so full of life yet it seems I can't get all of it
and I'm missing out.

Wings to fly and it seems I can't take off for good
Watts to rock but what else I plug into?
Wheels to run but why are there so many stop lights ahead?
Where's the freeway?

Rhythm, rhythm
Maybe I could learn from my own teaching
As I said to a friend
The key is keeping the rhythm
Not faster, not slower
Just the right beat
The beat the master sets

"I have observed something else under the sun. The fastest runner doesn't always win the race, and the strongest warrior doesn't always win the battle. The wise sometimes go hungry, and the skillful are not necessarily wealthy. And those who are educated don't always lead successful lives. It is all decided by chance, by being in the right place at the right time." —King Salomon