Pause...

 Pause…

… In a rushing world, a whirlwind spin,

a chance to catch your breath, let the chaos thin

… A pause, a hush, a space set free

where the storm settles, the soul can see…


Pause…

… Not a void, nor empty,  but a breath held deep,

where whispers of wisdom secretly keep.

… A comma in a sentence of life's demands,

a moment to gather, a shift in the sands…


  Pause and feel the waters until the boat safely lands...


Pause…


…  A bridge over a rushing stream,

a chance to ponder your whispered dream

… An artist rest, a caesura in a  musician’s world,

a crescendo in the making before your story unfolds…


Pause…


… The space between the notes, the silence of the night,

where stars peek and shadows take flight.

… A pause, an oasis , a haven to find,

Renewed by the silence, the stillness of mind…


So Pause…


… and let the world clamor, its noise will cease,

Embrace your pause, find solace, find peace.

… For within the stillness, a strength resides,

Find the blessing in pause, where the Spirit confides...

Art by: IEGT













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