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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