SAM TUMBLIN

A Pause in the Static

Is it a pause in the static,
A brief escape from life’s demand?
A moment where the weight grows lighter
And peace extends a gentle hand.

No worries knocking at the door,
No burdens resting on the mind.
Only drifting thoughts like passing clouds,
Leaving all the noise behind.

The world still turns beyond the horizon,
Its endless race continues on.
Yet for a fleeting stretch of time,
The pressure and the strain are gone.

Perhaps it isn’t a glitch at all,
But a gift too often overlooked.
A quiet space between the pages
Of a life too hurried to be fully looked.

In that silence the spirit settles,
Content with where it happens to be.
No chasing after distant answers,
Only the comfort of simply being free.

So if such moments find your soul,
Do not question what they might be.
Just close your eyes and welcome them,
For peace is life’s rarest luxury.