How to Draw a Map Without a Clock

On the twilight window,
a small star drawn with my finger

Trying to catch up to someone,
the me of that day was in such a hurry

Even familiar scenery
looked blurred,
with only my heart left behind

If this life
only had the rule
of running fast,
how boring that would be

On the sidewalk after the rain,
my shadow is reflected

It softly tells me
that it's okay not to rush

There is no need to compare yourself to anyone

Even if you are slower than anyone else,
or even if you stop

We are each
drawing
our own different maps

The paths I took the long way around,
the color of the sky I looked up at,
it's all my story

So now,
I won't worry about the hands of the clock

Slowly,
on my own two feet,
I will walk this path

Because that,
is my greatest treasure

May abundance come to those
who read this article