Advertisement
"The Pause That Heals"—a poem on Dis-ease Prevention
In the hush before the symptom speaks,
there lies a whisper, soft and wise �—
a message carried on breath and bone,
beneath the clutter, beneath the cries �.
Not all dis-ease begins with pain;
some root in silence, shade, or speed ��—
in unmet hungers, restless minds,
and soils that thirst for deeper seed �.
Prevention is the sacred pause �,
the listening ear, the gentle hand �—
that tends the garden long before
the weeds declare their harsh demand �.
It’s found in greens upon the plate �,
in bitter teas � and laughter's swell �,
in rising early with the sun �,
in trusting signs the body tells �.
It’s boundaries honored, rhythms kept �,
the art of rest, the will to slow �—
it’s nourishing the soul as much
as flushing toxins we can’t know �.
It asks not fear but reverence �,
not rigid rule but tender grace �—
a dance between the root and fruit �,
between the shadow and the face �.
So let us learn to sense the drift �,
to meet dis-ease before its climb—
by living whole, aligned, awake ��—
with every breath, reclaiming time �.
Advertisement
Event Venue & Nearby Stays
699 Springfield Ave, Newark, NJ 07103-5027, United States
