The Deception of Speeding

With the runaway zeal to beat time lies the goal periled
This flying time is invisible to blows, making beating it an exercise in futility
While you are rushing in the hope of winning against time
Time flies at once on its swift wings to ambush you at the finish line
By speeding after impossible time the true goal lies martyred

Imagination

Audio: Imagination

Here stands a grand and mighty tree, straight and tall and free
As tall as to reach the roof of the sky, dwarfing me like a fly 
Such a true colossus, as wide and round as a giant mound
Its elegant foliage is as richly green with life as ever been
Its powerful roots are on hand, colonizing the depths of the land

Anticipation and Reality

Seeing that I trained so hard for the rugged mountain
Been up and down the stony rough slopes
And readily look forward to wrestling with a mountain
Reality brings not a mountain when the real moment comes
She brings me a rough river to cross instead