journey

the sounds that soothe are not the normal ones
the days that count are not the normal days
we stand and wait to see the one who runs
and seek to avoid becoming the one who stays
the words that count are ordinary terms
the years that count are ordinary times
we'll take our time before we feed the worms
we'll find ourselves in more human climes
avoid the rush and start before the sun
you'll see more miles of dark but you'll get there
less tired less angered and not as overdone
your task is to done with the proper care
and so it goes we have these moments due
enough to laugh and recognise what's true