Life today is at haste,
The hustle and bustle fast-paced;
There's a lost will to still explore,
An inner voice saying, I don't want more.

For if the pillars of life are stable,
The beauties weave a majestic fable;
With the mates and folk always at door,
It's a tangled wish to say, I don't want more.

I walk through the rain,
All cherished memories remain;
If I'm happy down at the core,
Why shouldn't I say, I don't want more!

I've tried, succeeded and failed, again and again,
I always gave my best, to grow my own ken;
It's a loved journey, a stroll beside the shore,
The time has come, to say I don't want more.