STOP AWHILE:

Stop awhile to smell,

To smell the heart & soul of a fragrant flower,

To smell raindrops on earth after evening shower,

To smell spring´s new-born & soft delicate breeze,

To smell juices of lemons & limes freshly squeezed,                        

To smell lavenders swaying, in sweet fields of mauve,

To smell freshly made bread, homely baked in stoves,

Just awhile.

 

Stop awhile to taste,

To taste the lingering kiss, upon your lover´s hot lips,

To taste ruby red wine, slowly, sip by red-scarlet sip,

To taste chocolate melting, dark, creamy & so hot,

To taste broth, made with love, in an earthenware pot,

To taste iced water, fresh, clean, cold, refreshing & clear,

To taste every single crumb & drop & savour it all my dear,

Just awhile.

 

Stop awhile to touch,

To touch the soft silken fabric, of the baby´s young cheek,

To touch the wrinkled crepe hand, of the ageing & weak,

To touch the feathered quilled friend & the lost mangy cur,

To touch all that breathes, of skin, scale, hair, talon & fur,

To touch & caress & let them know, you´ll always be there,

To touch & show them that, the world at times can be fair,

Just awhile.

 

Stop awhile to see,

To see the sun´s rosy pink cheeks, as it blinks, rises & sets,

To see the dewdrop upon leaf, as it icily quenches & wets,

To see Autumnal red-gold, as the old Summer softly dies,

To see the twinkling of stars, within the black velvet skies,

To see every little butterfly, ant, moth & buzzing wee bee,

To stop for just awhile, merely to look at both you & me,

Just awhile.

 

Stop awhile to listen,

To listen to the early blackbird & the singing sweet larks,

To listen to the fountains splashing, in old plaza & parks,

To listen to the tiptoeing, of snails at the break of new day,

To listen quietly & you´ll hear fairies, in their forest at play,

To listen to all these sounds, which are heard by very few,

To listen to your heart saying the words, “I really do love you,

Just awhile.