Pausing Parlance

"Pausing Parlance"

By Kate Pool

So hard to find the time

To make ones self

Break from the daily grind

Pause a moment and breath

Stop and listen to silence

Close my eyes and not grieve

And forget my common parlance

A thunderstorm grows closer

The grass is freshly cut

Smell and sound blend

A natural composer

A bird floats effortlessly

A breeze kisses my cheek

My children play passionately

My smile is not bleak

I can smell the rain coming

I taste sweetness in the air

I breathe in deeply for healing

I exhale with a balancing prayer

A pause for my self

Just a few moments

A time to reflect

And take it all in

Just a few more deep breaths

To feel alive again