Slow Down

Just Breathe
So absorbed in all I do,
chasing tasks that never end,
a quiet whisper comes to me:
“Slow down, Vanisha… just breathe.”

Poem
No more borrowed wisdom,
The truth I seek now waits inside.
So I sit,
Not to understand,
But to Be.

The Shift
I wondered how to be aware,
So I started walking slowly.
Voices crowded my head—
Familiar and annoying,
Suddenly, my attention landed on my breath.
I became a little more brave.

Keeping the Silence
Everyone feels silence—
It’s not a big thing.
It lies beneath everything.
But soon, restlessness draws near.
Anxiety creeps in,
We speak too much, and too loud—
So we practice—not just being still,
But learning to keep the silence by will.