In the quiet hush of a morning dew-kissed,
Pause with me, under the canopy of sky,
Where whispers of clouds float gently by.
Let the world's ceaseless hum softly fade,
As we linger in the stillness that is made.
In this moment, let our hurried steps stall,
And listen to the silent beckon of a call.
For in the pause, between breaths drawn,
Lies a sanctuary where peace is born.
Where the heart finds solace, the mind unwinds,
So let us cherish this tranquil interlude,
Where serenity blooms in attitude.
In the gentle cadence of a timeless refrain,
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