Don't hurry through life, as if its a race,
Meet each challenge, with beauty and grace,
Meet each challenge, with beauty and grace,
There is no winner, at a finish line
As you come to the end, of your allotted time.
The swan or the cockatoo, to glide or to squawk?
Do you move in harmony, or is bitterness your talk?
It is all in the journey, each step that you made
Did you plant flowers, or bring others pain?
Glance back at your pathway, look where you crept
Did you flow in harmony, or were you heavy in step?
As you come to the end, of your allotted time.
The swan or the cockatoo, to glide or to squawk?
Do you move in harmony, or is bitterness your talk?
It is all in the journey, each step that you made
Did you plant flowers, or bring others pain?
Glance back at your pathway, look where you crept
Did you flow in harmony, or were you heavy in step?
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