At the human pace
You and I can act and rest,
labour and loaf,
strive and relax.
We can learn
to read,
to work,
to produce,
to grow,
at the human pace
At the human pace
we overcome
anxiety
At the human pace
We hear ancestral voices
calling from afar
When we hear
At the human pace
we hear past reverberating echoes
in our caves
We are still
So the self-reflecting words
are still
And world-creating words
can speak
In the stillness
