So I took a long breath, and relaxed
To catch up to the world for once
Enjoyed the beauty of the stillness of nature
And the collision of air and my skin
Because I hadn't, for years that passed by
But at this moment, I stopped to think exactly why
I had just kept running as if something was chasing me
I would run for glory in those races, and admire myself
"What a hardworking man I had become," I used to tell myself
Then I realized I was going to be late
Mother was making me my favorite dish: momo*
And I was not planning to miss it again
So I ran, feeling the soreness up to my brain
It was neither the hardest I had run, nor the longest
But it was tiring enough that I felt the numbness
And the numbness made me grasp my dumbness
Thinking it was only due to my efforts that I got my speed
I never thought about my mother's dish's freshness
I never thought I was indebted to my mother and father's sacrifices
I never asked these questions to myself.
How do I have legs?
How do I have air in my lungs?
From one block to the next, how do I continue those runs?
How do I feel? How do I learn?
How do I know the world from the old to the young?
Without my mother making me dinner every night
Without my father's continuous struggle and constant fight
I have realized this today; God has shown me this insightful light
That they gave me the chance to run and chase the world
Unfortunately, it is my time to go
I will attempt to pay them back when I return with a glow
And give them a chance to take a breath and relax
And let them catch up to the world for once
Because in the process of showing me it
They hadn't a chance to look, for years that passed by
*Momo: A Nepali dish similar to a dumpling