steadyshifting, unstable land
Each step I took, or tried to take,
would not go where I planned
I looked to see if others were
having difficulty
with their efforts to move along,
but they were all care free
And taking time to look around
caused me to falter more,
so I determined not to look
at who had walked before
Once I did that, it mattered not
if I stumbled or fell
I looked ahead, and standing tall,
began to do quite well
Flowing most times with ease and grace,
not caring I was me,
adapting with the changing course
and smiling quietly
