Pause

A Week of Haikus.

This week, I challenged myself to choose a single word and write one haiku each day inspired by it.

The word I chose: Pause.

It is something I have always struggled with. People often tell me to slow down, speak slower, and take a breath. Most of the time this makes me defensive, and I want to tell them to be quicker, listen faster, and save their breath by not giving unsolicited feedback.

This week, I tried to create a little space for stillness.

Here are my daily haikus.

Which one made you pause? Let me know in the comments—this is solicited feedback.

Saturday’s Haiku

Pause

I have no words now.
They will return tomorrow.
Today, I pause.

Sunday’s Haiku

Pause

No words needed now.
Just a breath, quiet and slow.
I am here, at rest.

Monday’s Haiku

Pause

Nothing to be said.
Only breath and gentle space.
This moment is enough.

Tuesday’s Haiku

Pause

I stop and soften.
No need to perform today.
Rest washes through me.

Wednesday’s Haiku

Pause

What if I stop now?
Afraid life may fade away.
Still, I trust the pause.

Thursday’s Haiku

Pause

Panic fills my chest.
Everything feels too much now.
I return to pause.

Friday’s Haiku

Pause

Trust feels fragile here.
Even in the rising panic,
I will rest in pause.