Oh, worry’s weight, you set me free,
if only for a breath or three.
Your whisper fades, your grip unwinds,
a fleeting gift of quiet mind.
No racing pulse, no hurried thought,
no battles waged, no fears are caught.
The world is wide, the sky is bright,
my heart unburdened, soft and light.
I know you’ll come, I know you wait,
but not today—we’ve changed the fate.
So let me rest, let me be,
and thank you for this pause in me.