Detained: Mindfully Catching Up

I’m way behind
But I’ll catch up,
Meanwhile, have to keep going
As long as my work,

The pace is rapid
And my energy is high,
I’ve achieved a rhythm
That keeps me flying,

Don’t know when
I will be arriving,
As the tasks keep up-piling
But the job is un-tiring,

I seem to accumulate more fuel
The faster I go,
My spirits are soaring
And nothing is boring,

The attention is infused with joy
And delight upwelling,
To be so smoothing running
Is such a truly rare thing,

How far will I go?
I wonder,
I don’t hear any thunder
But there must be rain some time,

Looking over my shoulder,
I see no dark clouds loom
But experience says,
This upbeat mood is doomed,

So, I’m on the alert
For whatever’s coming,
No time for napping
Or letting up on my mindfulness practicing.