Eh, what is this I see?
My quarry, pulling a large food grain,
or rather the other way round.
Retrogressing and progressing intermittently,
going round in circles.
Others were going quickly and effortlessly...
Seeing that he made no advances,
he left his load and scouted around.
His bearings found, the journey resumed,
walking backwards, he dragged it along.
Others had come and gone...
But, my solitary friend dragged and was pulled,
zig-zagging along, pausing to rest,
until at last, he made it.
Infinitely and eternally long,
but oh, well worth it,
pleasure resounding and echoing...
Eternally.