Always galloping trying to reach the destination.
Often turning corners attempting to make the journey at ease,
stepping high, taking quick strides, and speed trotting-
But it seems at times moving forward is like moving backwards,
and gaining speed is moving too slow.
Always aiming to get there, trying to get it right,
thinking limiting all the wrongs would work-
but whether it’s all in stride, running free, or lagging behind-
keeping it moving and aiming for the end=
the destination is always a few miles away-
getting there is the race.