This is a poem emphasizing the importance of slowing down in life, in order to truly witness the beauty of life.
So many people are endlessly busy,
Torn between a thousand things, making them weary,
Bombarded left right and center,
We have created the ultimate tormentor.
What can you do with a mind in a million places?
Endless tasks, worn thin by constant taxing choices,
All of these things to do, yet the most important thing to do is stop.
Stop and smell the roses,
Smell that sweet aroma,
Admire the dew on each crimson petal,
Simple pleasures to let sink in and settle.
The beauty that you miss, can be truly bliss.
Wake up to a gallery of wonders every morning,
Marvel in every little detail, it is ever so revitalizing,
In this busy world which we live, we must remember one thing,
Slow down, life is for savoring.
The Phoenix Path 