In My Own Time

I walk the path that’s mine alone,  

No rush, no race, no borrowed pace.  

Each step, a rhythm all my own,  

A steady dance, a quiet grace.  

The world may spin in hurried stride,  

But I am not its frantic twin.  

I move with purpose deep inside,  

Where peace and patience truly win.  

The mirror shows my only guide,  

A face that knows both loss and gain.  

No other life I need to bide,  

For here I learn, from joy and pain.  

In my own time, I rise and fall,  

No need to match another’s way.  

I am my own, I heed the call,  

Of heart and soul, and there I stay.  

Each day, a chance to grow and see,  

The person that I’m meant to be.