Stillness,
Is often forgotten.
In a culture, a world that never stops,
We many times cease to pause.
Yet we are met with moments that beckon us.
Like the quiet calm of morning
After a night-long snow.
The world finally takes a deep breath,
And all angst softly falls away.
I can do nothing more than to stand in awe,
Of the glory that is our present day.
Is often forgotten.
In a culture, a world that never stops,
We many times cease to pause.
Yet we are met with moments that beckon us.
Like the quiet calm of morning
After a night-long snow.
The world finally takes a deep breath,
And all angst softly falls away.
I can do nothing more than to stand in awe,
Of the glory that is our present day.
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