Walk Steady

I am always in motion.
I always have an occupation.
Nothing can stop me, for i have a purpose.
The world has become so dependant, don’t you think?
It has become the leech on my wrist, sucking away at my essence.
It cannot survive without me anymore, i used to be so free and now i am caged.

A funny thought, isn’t it?
Time trapped.
Trapped in time.
You cannot prove me wrong; just try.
The hustle and bustle: it’s all blamed on me.
There is not enough of me to go around.
That is the argument, and yet, i am the existance.

Is there a god or gods?
How big is the universe?
Does one have a soul?

All of these questions they ask themselves with no guarantee of any answers.
I am the only certainty.
I am the only promise at their disposal.

Time.

I have never left them and i am always progressing; getting bigger and wiser.
I am the forever and the forever is me.
The world circulates around my pledge to run my course.
The endless days are dictated by me and me alone.
I have none of the answers, and yet, I am the only assurance.
The proof is in the seconds that tick by as you read this.
Do not take it as it was not intended.
I am neither boasting nor vain.
I am simply issuing a warning; i send you a plea of caution as you walk the sands of my dimension.
Please, i beg you, tread carefully.
Do not walk too slowly, and do not let me carry you away.
When you have been dancing as long as i, it is nigh impossible to stop the flowing movement no matter how badly you may wish.
I love my children, misled as they are, i still love them. I rely on them as much as they hinge on me; we are intertwined. Without them i would be nothing but empty space swirling in a monotonous existance.

True, it is selfish of me to hoard my dependants like a greedy king to his jewels, but i cannot help myself.
I care about who they are and what they become. It pains me to find them lost or caught up in my tango.
I weep when i find them turning away from the magical hand that i offer.
It depresses me to see them ignoring my existance until they are old and gray and can no long recognize their own faces in a mirror.

If i could say one thing to my dear beloveds, i would beseech them to walk steady.
If the music alters, walk steady.
Do not let my growth impede you.
Do not let my flow rush you.
Walk seady.
Move with me, but travel cautiously.
Take my hand, but step soundly.
Walk steady.
Walk steady.

Walk Steady

rayy

Joined March 2008

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