Whither bound, my friend, he said
I stopped and looked within me
In my haste I’d quite forgot
The reason for my hurry
Was I reaching for a star
Out of reach from hither?
Or was I going round in circles
My mind all a-dither?
I stopped and in that second knew
The future lay before me
I needn’t have to pant and run
Just wait for it to meet me.