There are days

When the end lays ahead

A clear finish

Instead of a benchmark

Days when my soul can rest easy

My mind I can appease

Yet on other days

There is this

Infinite tease being played on me

This mind wander

Aways second guessed

Slowing thoughts helps to

Slow emotions

That if I can just reach one goal

At a time

I don’t have to set every single one

In motion

So on these days I try to slow down

Realize even walking is an even pace

On this Infinite Race