In haste we rush, with fleeting feet,
Through life's tumultuous, bustling street.
Moments lost in the blur of pace,
As we chase the future, in rapid race.
But in the frenzy, let's pause and see,
The beauty in moments, wild and free.
For in the rush, we often find,
The essence of life, in moments intertwined.
So let's not hurry, but savor each day,
In the gentle rhythm of life's ballet.
For in the stillness, we may embrace,
The richness of living, with grace and space.