Rest, so you may rise,

Not as a phoenix, all flame and fury,

But as a soft breath of dawn,

Quiet, steady, unyielding.

Rise, not because the world demands it,

But because your heart yearns to beat freely,

To taste the air of becoming.

Let the stars above hold your fears tonight,

Let them shimmer with your doubts,

So in their fading,

You will see only light.

Rest, so you may rise,

Whole, unbroken by time’s gnashing teeth.

Rise with the song of your own name,

Sung by winds that know only truth,

Winds that have kissed the mountains

And danced with the seas.

Rest, and remember:

This pause is not defeat—

It is the gathering of storms,

The stillness before creation.

It is the inhale before a shout

That shakes the very heavens.

Rest so you may rise,

For the rising is yours,

And the day will wait for you.

The world will wait.

~Larson Langston

when there’s nothing left to do but wait….

inquiry for today~ call in gently the winter days to unfold…

bring me home…

It always pays to dwell slowly on the beautiful things-

the more beautiful the more slowly.

~Atticus