Running...

Today I feel like I always run trought life
always eager to see, to have, to hold...
Do I really pass by things that fast?
Too impatient to wait for things to unfold
maybe that way I don't allow things to last
by not paying enought time and attention...
Have I lost my ability to nurture and cherish?
Am I unable to give myself? To show emotion?
Maybe partly... but never entirely...
I still smile, laugh and cry
I'm still me and in that I know I can rely
I'm still able to feel love and compassion
Maybe it's about time to slow down, breath slowly
time to realy listen to what my heart wishes...
more than listening, it's time to start doing...
Why do I run? It's time to stop running!