Always in a hurry

Always in a hurry, Why do I not slow down? Fear of missing something, I have not yet found. And the moment speaks to me, Try and be still, Take on the sounds and the smells that wrap around you still. But in haste I respond, Don't stop this train, Let me travel on, There is much more to do. But if you must slow, Don't stop or stand, Give me the chance to catch my breath, And let me shoulder on.

Valletta Malta