I don’t want to reach the end of this era
having blown past all my stop signs
I don’t want to arrive on the other side of my horizon
with no memories to savor
no residue from my moments of rest
no lingering flavors
of my home-cooked meals
I don’t want to deliver an end result
achieve all that I set out to
but not loving the person I became
while pushing stops signs out of my way
I don’t want to hurry through my coffee
for projects overdue
or reach my appointed deadline
breathless and aching
I’d rather show up late
way late
ten years late
but be beautiful when I arrive
gabrielasblog.com 
“…….and progress to his destination
is measured out in stops & starts.”
It’s all about the journey, not the terminus.
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True! because when we arrive, we enjoy the victory for about 5.5 seconds then are bored again! ~ or maybe we compare ourselves to the next person’s victory who still outdid us….
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Sometimes we a lit best when we reflect the glory of those close to us; then the light within is not lost but shines, augmented, in harmony.
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