Slowly, the words rush out of me.
The doubt that's been crowding me;
Slowly, is breaking down in me.

I'm breaking ground 
To build some new progress.
Slowly, perfecting the process.

The destination is forever changing.
With patience I move ahead,
easy but concentrating.

The only settlement is in slow motion.
Constantly vacating,
The way is devotion
To slow and steady promotion.

Enough planning an waiting
For a Grand Surge;
It's time to move slowly.
Let my plan and actions merge.

Gracefully, Tactfully;
Yet, the steady action
Builds the Way more rapidly.

By: Kurtis Lunz