Never slow
Never fast
Always constant
Since it began

Yet here I am
Longing for it to be slower
Wanting to indulge more

Yet here I am
Wanting it to be faster
Longing for the troubles to be gone

Then I'm in the middle
Just wanting it to stop
Stop flowing altogether
Stop sneaking past my being
Like a silent breeze

It's there
No shape
No volume
No sound
Nothing
Yet it's there

Like a silent death sentence
Unknown to us all
Like a rare opportunity
Unseen till it's too late