To stop, to pause, to breathe in deep,
A moment’s respite, a soul’s sweet keep.
In this chaotic world, so fast and loud,
To stop is a gift, a tranquil shroud.

To stop the racing thoughts that consume,
The worries and fears that weigh and loom.
To halt the chase for success and gain,
And find solace in stillness, free from strain.

To stop the endless quest for perfection,
Embrace imperfections with affection.
For in these pauses, we find our grace,
Accepting ourselves in every embrace.

To stop the rush of...