Multitasking and running on autopilot,
my mind gets caught between gears,
up a snowy incline, down a slick road,
bubble gum stuck to my soles.
Sometimes I lose track
of the years that just passed,
muted in life’s frantic pace,
moments that race by like speeding trains.
But when I take time to stay, to open my eyes in quiet,
I catch a glimpse of the palm trees, feel the fresh breeze
and experience the changing skies.