The Slower it gets
The More Flavor one finds
In the Minute Passing
One learns the treasure of Time
And the weight of Life
Incessant Marching Drum in Undertow
But live to breathe, eat, talk
And taste the differences of Air
We all Live and We all Die
Find tenderness and Love in company
Devotion and Honor in the works
Abide and Follow None Else But Truth.
