Slowly I can say,
slowly I obey,
slowly I find,
slowly I lose.
no matter what the way,
that I try to choose,
but slowly I will follow,
and slowly I will stay.
call me clay,
or silly mud gray,
with full of gay.
with each ray,
slowly I will shine,
slowly I will raise,
but I promise,
my stand,
make most of you,
to fall down and down slowly..
© Hafseyyy