Yet another hectic start to continue.
walking as fast as my legs would carry,
checking my wrist constantly,
realising I'm late for my schedule.
Taking a shortcut along the sidewalks,
a contrast held my gaze.
The beginning of a new life
so delicate, and yet,
full of hope for the days ahead.
Convinced to pause,
a minute to study the metamorphosis.
Something relatively insignificant
by our standards,
but a wonder in reality.
As I continue to reflect on my way,
understanding that I have been
missing out the finer things,
I made myself a promise
to stop and appreciate,
to stop being late for life.
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