The Sacred Pause

Your heart did not go quiet.
Your dreams are not lost.
And your breath—no distant memory.

They are here.
Waiting not in silence—but in stillness.
Ready to meet you.
Ready to dance with you.

All it takes is one moment,
one sacred pause—
to feel your breath again,
to attune within,
to sense the steady drumbeat of your heart,
and rekindle your own rhythm.

Your rhythm—
remembered.

And as you place your feet on the Earth,
the next step rises—
not from force,
but from devotion.

Let the ground meet you there.
Let the wind carry back the arc you had once forgotten.
Let the sun touch your heart—
illuminate the beauty you carry.
And the birds? They sing
to call you home to your song.

This pause—
not rest alone, not retreat—
it is a return.

To yourself.
To your sacred rhythm.

From this place, life rises—refreshed.
More beautiful. More true.
Shaping the clay,
not from need—
but from the quiet joy of choosing.

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