There is no way
They can completely understand us—
For we have been experiencing
A new perspective
On life
For years now.

It would take them but minutes
To eclipse the miles
On which we have spent hours traveling.
The path is paved.

A problem arises though.
The longer their procrastination,
The increasingly insurmountable
The river will become—
To bridge or span.

Wake up!
Hurry!  Rip Van Winkle
Has overslept his welcome,
And may die soon,
As we all might—
If he is not awakened.