through the sky and past the stars
my eyes see what is far...
away from my heart, all of which i desire
i will never grasp, no, not fully.
once again i see a light distant on the path
but this path's light grows more distant with every step i take
walking, running, crawling, stop...
i walk,
to run is to reach for a future ever changing
to crawl is to postpone the inevitable
to stop is dwelling on the unchanging past
so i walk, to take on the now
the gift given to me called the present
knowing i have that gift reminds me
i need not chase that light
for i'll always have mine