Take time to breathe

The moments are passing and time is slipping away
Tomorrow isn't here yet; so, let's live for today
Too often,  we're missing the beauty of the now:
We're rushing and we're racing: No resting we allow.

The clocks keep  on ticking and measuring our pace
We look at them so often; they're all over the place
We cannot be restful for there's so much to do
Wouldn't it be wonderful if all this wasn't true?

The days is just breaking; but, it's already done.
We're packed up and ready and just waiting to run.
Our schedule are set up to  measure out time
We haven't any moments for dreaming or rhyme.

The pace is so hurried that our moments are gone
We lay down to rest and we're  planning for dawn
Already we're thinking of what needs to be done
Tomorrow hasn't come yet but we've already begun.

The cycle keeps turning and we run round and round
We're becoming so defined  by all that we've found
If only we could stop all of this routine and this race
We'd discover there's beauty and understand grace.