Haste and haste and haste! What's all this for?
Why don't I slow down to contemplate this shore?
It looks nice and safe. I wonder if it is more.
May be I should stop to discover and explore.
"No, not now," a voice would say to me.
"Never stop, nor slow down to look and see.
Keep going! Time is gold, believe me.
Rush, and keep rushing that's how life should be."
But I'm tired. I can't just go on doing things I abhor.
Life is much more than school, work, and store.
I've missed many treasures in my rush; which I can't ignore.
So, now, no way am I going to miss more!