Time.
Passing slowly. Come so far. And yet.
Will we ever make it? Will it ever come?
Soon is relative. The work feels fruitless.
Worn down. Worn out.
The unknown creeping to control.
If only we could see…
What is coming. How much further.
Closer than we think.
But every second, every minute,
Just out of reach.
Always right beyond our grasp.
Sometimes we can taste it.
It’s right there. Right THERE.
Pressing on. Through pain and tears.
We can feel it! This is it!
One more step. And yet.
Nothing more than a mirage.
It feels so far away again.
Why is this happening? What’s the point?
Will we be forever chasing?
Forever racing?
The finish line a fantasy.
Too good to be true. There’s nowhere to go.
Wait. Look ahead.
A spark of hope. Could this be it?
Back on our feet. Struggling.
Been here before.
Harder to hold on. And yet.
Stronger this time.
Pushing ourselves. Overcoming.
How could we not notice before?
The journey changes us. Evolving.
Not yet where we want to go.
But look from where we started!
Growing. Building.
Weary from the journey, yes.
Still closer than we think.
And when we make it there,
We’ll know. Why.
I never saw before.
But now. I see. This.
How it was meant to be.
The imagination,
Doesn’t do it justice.
More beautiful.
Worth it all. Every moment.
Perseverance. Little by little.
Peace at last.
Time.
