Slowing down

I am finally trying to slow down to take in life slowly and enjoy it completely; to take my time to listen to the dance of life as it races against time, remembering, we only have today. I am finally trying to slow down to soak up the majesty of clouds flying across the skies; and to taste the changing seasons as they trade coats and flirt with my eyes. I am finally trying to slow down to get completely drunk on the beauty of life; to appreciate the power of the sun and sip mouthfuls of rain while bouncing between raindrops. I am finally trying to slow down to dress my dreams in the comforting fabrics of morning mists and to experience the seductive softness of flowers. I am finally trying to slow down to take deep, wholesome breaths and breathe in the restoring calm of friendships; and to relish the abundant company of silence while using words as a hammock to relax my thoughts on a tired day. I am finally trying to slow down to memorise the bountiful elegance of simple things; like the soulful serenity of dawn or the croissant-coloured dusk of an island nightfall; and to open my heart's arms to hold life as if this was my last chance. I finally learned to slow down long enough to understand I must hurry to slow down to enjoy life’s precious moments.