Ohne hast, Ohne rast!

"Like stars above,
Without haste,
But without rest,
Resolve round the duties
With which you are faced."

Ohne Hast. Ohne Rast. This was the extremely popular motto that Goethe,(Johann Wolfgang von Goethe,1749-1832) gifted the world ages ago.

Too infrequent, at times
You feel you could sense
the gush and the whizz
of Time about you.

You, he's flying past,
dutifully turning day into night
and night back into day,
with rigour, without query.

He's too big a giant.
Even if you miss his head,
his tail is way behind,
of you, he might be however ahead.

Turn back he never does,
ever to see once
what he left behind
in his march forward.

Ask him, you do:
"where do you go to,
so fast, not ever stopping",
and you know he's smiling.

You question again,
and he would softly tell
that he's headed
to the same destination as you.

You want to ask when he began,
but see that he is gone;
you're astonished to learn
he started the journey with you.

He never told you
he wanted to show you the way.
You got left behind
too engrossed in a lost moment,
until stirred back to life
by the gush and the whizz.

Too infrequent, at times
You feel you could sense
the gush and the whizz
of Time about you. "

"Ravi in a Hurry" could clearly project what's in my mind these days. It's an urge to move on, to do what I always wished to do. The reason for a such a sudden feeling? What better than allowing these lines to express what lies within me?

“So much to do that is not e’en begun,
So much to hope for that we cannot see,
So much to win, so many things to be.”
[Morris]

And what should I do?

“Are you in earnest? seize this very minute,
What you can do, or think you can, begin it.”
[Faust]

The answers are all there. They're all awaiting my next step. Breathlessly.