Beneath the weight of morning’s gentle sigh,
I find solace in the slow embrace,
Where time drifts like clouds in the sky,
And dreams dance in a languid grace.

The clock’s tick a distant melody,
A song that lulls the restless mind,
In moments where ambition’s plea,
Is silenced, and peace I find.

The world outside may rush and race,
Yet here in quietude, I stay,
Embracing every lazy trace,
As hours gently slip away.

Let not the haste of life compel,
For in this pause, I truly see,
The beauty in the stillness dwell,
A tranquil heart, content and free.