032410h We Race For Glory And Dime Poem by Manonton Dalan

nature is so loving after all
sun is gone for 15 minutes
or we turn our back from her
i can still see flowering tree
bees are gone to their hives
spitting those nectar found

it looks like things are done
in slow manner to give chance
to everybody with moving means
there's always a sign to come
could it be dreadful or a charm
calmness thoughts see this one

if we could erase impurities
that cruelly clutters our minds
if we have patience to go thru
piece by piece, time for time
could be paradise, where i am
but we race for glory or for dime