There is a time, within each day, when time seems to stand still

That point when everything waits— for just that moment, that pure moment of breathlessness

When the sun breaks forth into a new day

The joy reverberating clear into our blood.

Then the minutes and hours of the day takes over —with lists of ‘things to do’ and ‘stuff to get done’ and the people ‘who need’

But, If we just stop and look we can have that moment of balance we all crave…

A pause—

Gradually time slows

And all those things that thronged our seconds, minutes and hours become still… For just a moment.

Balanced!

Then the night rises up to claim it’s fair share of time.

From my world to your heart,

Linda