The speed of this life

I just woke up this morning and looked out my window
     to witness the rising of another day.
I stood there in awe as the sun raced across the sky
     in an arch of golden-blue blur, without interruption, without conscience.

I just woke up this morning and opened my door
     to feel the breeze upon my skin.
I stood there in silence as the crowd rushed by me
     in a vapor-trail flash, without slowing, without noticing.

I just woke up this morning and laid back down to rest awhile from the speed of this life.