May the
pause of your labors, give reflection of pride for all you do -do not forget to
praise yourself.
May the
pause of your labors allow your feet to move towards your dream, upon the soles
of ‘what if.’
May the
pause of your labors issue forth a blessing within your heart for the millions
who have no work, food, shelter, water and exist upon the sustenance of dust.
May the
pause of your labors celebrate the changing seasons and give cause to notice
nature’s symphony and painted canvas beckoning you to come and play.
May the
pause of your labors be not the pause of your laughter.
May the
pause of your labors remind you to breathe, and enjoy the breath.
May the
pause of your labors so delight your eyes, come tomorrow, you eagerly seek to
see yet again.
And may
today, you know only the effortless labor of love.
Blessings.
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