STILL BECOMING
i used to think i had to arrive somewhere fast
like life was a race and i was already behind
but i am learning
that even roads have patience
and the road does not rush the traveler
it only asks that you keep walking
my path is still unclear
some parts are fog
some parts are just guesswork
and some days i don’t even recognize where i am going
but i am moving
slowly
quietly
in my own timing
and maybe slow does not mean stuck
maybe slow is still forward
because not everything meant for me will disappear
just because i am not running toward it
some things wait for you to become ready for them
so i am not late
i am not lost
i am simply taking my time becoming who I am meant to be

















