The Pace

After opening up the window to the heart
the road ahead just seems unlimited
The urge to fill the varsity every moment awake
is much stronger than before
Almost like a discovery of new world
what flowers, grass or trees to plant
It isn't up to one any more
because the space and time are purely in our mind
to cultivate nurture and harvest along
From spring to winter
and round and round
Loneliness no more
or at least not all the time anymore
Understandably, space and time are still needed
just as in our normal world