The Quiet Growing

Some days the clock moves slow,
And you feel you have nowhere to go.
You look around at everyone else,
And start to feel bad about yourself.
But progress isn’t always a race,
Or moving at a high-speed pace.

Sometimes being “stuck” is just a rest,
A way for your heart to do its best.
Like a seed sitting deep in the dirt,
Hiding away so it doesn’t get hurt.
It isn’t lazy, it isn’t wrong,
It’s just busy getting strong.

You aren’t behind, you aren’t late,
There is no need to push at fate.
The time you spend just sitting still,
Is fuel for the climb up the next big hill.
Your mind is clearing, finding its way,
Even if it feels like a wasted day.

So take a breath and let it out,
Let go of the fear and let go of the doubt.
You are exactly where you need to be,
Even if the end is hard to see.
Be kind to yourself and trust the flow,
Because even in the quiet, you still grow.