I'm feeling off my rhythm,
I do not know this dance.
I wonder if I ever did,
Or left my steps to chance.
I stepped out of sync this year,
Embraced a slower pace,
And now my legs are wobbling
As I try to catch up with the race.
The minutes weigh less, ticking by,
A curve of the Earth away.
I wish I did not have to try
To wring more meaning from my day.











