Introvert

In response to my friends who measure their lives in action verbs:
run
shop
play
fly
dance
I can stutter
only one or two words that move fast.
I live my best life slowly
in the murky, submerged realm of
examining
wondering
reading
writing.

Sometimes I feel like a weak glow
to my friends’ sparkle.
Then I remember that for me
a glow warms
while 
sparkle can burn.