Slow down, my dear,
and take a breath, For life is not a race to death.
There's beauty in the world around, If only we would slow down.

The trees that sway in gentle breeze,
The flowers blooming with such ease,
The birds that sing a sweet refrain,
All waiting for us to slow our pace.

We rush through life, from dawn 'til night,
With no respite or end in sight.
But in the stillness, we can find, A peace and calm that soothes the mind.

So let us pause and take a break, From all the noise and stress and ache.
For in the stillness, we can see, The beauty that surrounds us, free.

Slow down, my dear,
and take a breath,
For life is not a race to death.
There's beauty in the world around, If only we would slow down.