Path

Savor the time running down our feet,
as if each step was an amuse-bouche.

It is difficult,
because we are tempted by fast food experience.

We use the wings of Mercury in line walking,
when a sour love.
Ah the paradox ...
Or are intense,
true,
drunk on live so ...
or we will be like moldy lakes...

How we count  our day?
Our routines ...
The balance will have much the same ... or not.

Would  we love much of that?

How to make a delicious salad every day forever?
How to take strawberry ice cream thousand times?

We repeated ourselves and  the journey continues ...,
re-edit, re-invents,
but in the end ... the person who took the first step, no longer exists.


As they say in cliché ... what matters is how we walk on our path ...
.... the important is how we write our history...