we chase and we race
but it all ends in a pace
in this speed, we lose our way
these instants, lost away

Heisenberg, a well of insight
knew something of light
“those known of speed
position will show no need”

now he spoke of waves and light
but I find that quite the blight
I speak of man and life
place and haste, a strife

caught in the race
we lose our space
eyes set ahead
the now lies dead

yet, in the now
ambition begins to bow
caught in the present
a life unspent

walk, not run, nor pause
live with a cause
in unity
life offers opportunity