It’s the end of the decade, and look where you are

I bet you didn’t think you’d make it this far

In such a short time, I know it felt like ages

But rapid-speed is how quickly you moved through the stages:

Childhood re-lived, you had your rebirth

It was horrifically painful – it felt like the first

You learned to be dependent, a hard one for you

But you kept your faith and found peace in the clues

Next you learned to crawl, and that movement was slow

To prove you don’t always dictate the pace at which you go

Then you learned to walk and you were well on your way

And the choice became whether or not to go or to stay

But once you got the hang of it, you realized it’s all the same

You’re always right there, no matter the place’s name

By this time you’re running and you’ve found a nice pace

Despite the quick movement, you know that life’s not a race

There are things in control that are much greater than you

You’re part of it all but you’re just a bite of the stew

I know it’s strange, the happenings that go on

The symbolic shifts through the dark and the dawn

It’s hard to talk about them because not everyone sees

Even though they may say it, it’s still hard to believe

That the universe is magic by the definition we learned

It exists when life feels soft and when it’s firm

If we can open ours eyes to what’s right in front of us

Everything else that goes on well, we just have to trust

When the skies go gray and the temperature gets hotter

Just keep chopping wood and carrying water