Embrace the Quiet
In the hustle and the grind
A precious gift we often find
Elusive, fleeting, hard to grasp
Yet vital as the breath we clasp
We chase the dawn, we chase the night
In endless quests for fleeting light
But in the midst of all this haste
We lose the moments meant to taste
The world spins fast, a dizzying dance
Yet in the stillness, there's a chance
To find the peace, the calm, the rest
A sanctuary in our chest
Let go the weight, the endless strive
To simply be, to feel alive
In quiet moments, soft and slow
The seeds of joy begin to grow
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