Quiet Before the Rush
- shambhabi5
- May 17
- 2 min read
The world awakens gently, with soft light through my curtains,
A quiet promise of the day, as I sit with no burdens.
By the window, watching the world come alive,
The morning's calm, a peaceful vibe.
Birds sing their songs, a gentle backdrop to the still,
Their melodies weave through the air, a morning thrill.
The first light, warm and comforting, a moment to savor,
A pause in time, a simple favor.
The sun climbs slowly, casting a golden hue,
Illuminating leaves and flowers, in the morning dew.
Each detail sharp and clear, in the calm light,
Bringing a sense of renewal, a day so bright.
The warmth of the sun spreads, a quiet encouragement,
To embrace the day ahead, with its promises sent.
Feeling the gentle strength of the morning sun,
Guiding me forward, as the day’s begun.
In this slow morning, there’s tranquility to find,
A space to breathe, to reflect, to unwind.
Savoring the simple joys, a new day’s start,
Finding comfort in stillness, and peace in my heart.
Yet soon the world will stir, with its hustle and bustle,
The rush of life, the endless tussle.
Cars honk, engines roar, the city wakes,
A stark contrast to the morning's gentle pace.
Skyscrapers rise, touching the sky,
Concrete and glass, where dreams fly high.
Crowds move swiftly, a river of faces,
In the city's rhythm, in its fast-paced races.
Neon lights flicker, billboards shout,
The scent of street food, the city's clout.
Voices blend, a cacophony of sound,
Footsteps echo, on the concrete ground.
The aroma of coffee from corner cafes,
Mixes with the scent of rain on warm days.
Vendors call out, their wares on display,
Life in the city, vibrant and in full sway.
In the chaos, I hold onto this quiet time,
A moment of peace, a rhythm so sublime.
For in the slowness of the morning, I find my ground,
A sanctuary of calm, where my soul is found.
Amidst the city's roar, I cherish the dawn,
A gentle reminder, before the day is gone.
In the sensory symphony of urban life,
I find my balance, amidst the strife.

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