That image that is part
Of thee when removed
It is difficult to see that
Which you pertain to be
Different from the rest
For does not your heart
Beat slowly to the wonders
Of life as you fixate upon
The distance travelled and
Miss the setting of the sun
As it reveals that which
Lays ahead
Lost is the wonder of now
As you gaze upon the future
Of what could be and restrict
All tomorrows rest easy now
For now it is easy to see your
Blindness of the world that
Could be released from mere