Time to Think

In the rush of hours, the whirl of days,

When life becomes a ceaseless race,

I pause, I breathe, I step aside,

To find the peace that thoughts can hide.

The clock ticks on, relentless, loud,

A metronome in a bustling crowd.

Yet in this space, I claim my own,

A quiet place where seeds are sown.

Ideas bloom like flowers in spring,

Unfurling truths that silence brings.

The mind, unbound, begins to soar,

Exploring paths it’s missed before.

No screens, no noise, no endless stream,

Just time to think, to dream, to dream.

A sanctuary where thoughts align,

A moment’s pause, a gift divine.

For in the stillness, wisdom grows,

A clarity that softly shows,

The answers lie within, not far,

Beneath the surface, just where they are.

So take this time, this precious thread,

To wander where your thoughts are led.

For in the quiet, you will find,

The strength and peace to realign.