Pause…
Because a pause creates beauty
And this creation of beauty
Is not designed action
It is a reflection in stillness.

What a paradox it is
That in order
To apprehend life’s complexity
The simplest act of cessation is sufficient
Just as much as it is necessary.

A pause
Is a way to pay respect
To the doer, the doing and the done
It’s a constraint you put
On the excessive and the unnecessary.

A pause
Is a form of acknowledgement
That conveyance
Is an action of many forces
And that intention is one such force.

A pause is power
The ultimate form of self-control
A recognition of
What fails in success
And what succeeds in failure.

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