The city stirs and breathes again
The world keeps racing can’t pretend
I take my steps slow and steady
No rush to prove that I am ready
Morning light it feels so kind
I’ve left the rush and doubts behind
My heartbeat’s got its own sweet song
At my own pace where I belong
Reflections ripple on the glass
The fleeting faces they all pass
They chase some path they cannot see
But I’ll walk mine with only me
We’re told a race is all we’ve got
But peace can’t grow where haste is taught
Each step I take’s a gentle fact
The present’s mine and all intact
Morning light it feels so kind
I’ve left the rush and doubts behind
My heartbeat’s got its own sweet song
At my own pace where I belong
The birds they hum a tune of ease
The wind is warm it whispers keys
To doors of calm I’ve yet to see
Each day's a gift unfolding free