I hustle hastily… slowly,
See, one and the other are part of the same,
Cause I got patience for our hour of the game,
Everyday moves move quickly,
Composing decades that build up gradually,
A speed boiled down to a steady molasses.
As a crab I relate to the tortoise,
An ability to introspect, introvert into self,
Meditate on movement, stay in the moment,
Hurry left to the harried, a hare's race.