You’re Rushing Again, Creature | Black Sheep Poetry
"Like a lamb that panics when it can’t find the flock"
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You’re Rushing Again, Creature
Why are you rushing in this place where the only exit is the end? Why chase the future and not taste the present? We are dream creatures, designed to believe and chase what could be. But time reveals the future arrives when it will. If you walk more on the road less travelled, fear will follow. Like a lamb that panics when it can’t find the flock— fear makes us fast. We rush to outrun the doubt that we’re on the wrong path. Rushing to the exit, to prove we weren’t lost. One day when our dreaming is done, we’ll wonder why we rushed in this place where the only exit is the end.
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"... only exit is the end." Love that line!