UPLift Poem: Bad Skiers on the Slope Were We

Life moves fast

by J. Randal Matheny © 2012 UPLift

Bad skiers on the slope were we,
Before the falling avalanche,
In panicked race to eternity,
Attacking time by clock and tranche.

What first appeared a lively sport,
In crisp air and pristine snow,
Revealed a trail all too short,
Full of falls and stormy woe.

The surface gave no certain clue,
On this treacherous, fast descent;
For we who down the mountain flew,
Never asked what the racing meant.

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