Jun 19
Sometimes we need to slow our pace
To breathe, to find a quieter space.
To feel the sun in gentle grace
And watch the leaves drift from their place.
Sometimes we're lost, unsure, undone
But all we need is lift our eyes to sun.
She shines so high, her warmth so near
Like moonlight soft when night draws near.
In every shadow, light will hide
In every storm, the tides subside.
So take a breath, let peace abide
Everything will turn, be still inside.
To breathe, to find a quieter space.
To feel the sun in gentle grace
And watch the leaves drift from their place.
Sometimes we're lost, unsure, undone
But all we need is lift our eyes to sun.
She shines so high, her warmth so near
Like moonlight soft when night draws near.
In every shadow, light will hide
In every storm, the tides subside.
So take a breath, let peace abide
Everything will turn, be still inside.
I want you to be reminded with this poem that it's ok to slow down, breathe, and find peace in nature’s quiet moments. A gentle hope through imagery of sunlight and moonlight, assuring that even in uncertainty, stillness will guide us back to clarity.
