Swift Stops

At this pace
Ahead in the race
Minuscule moments come by
Forcing one to stop by

Drawn to the drift
Forced to think
Is this the missing link

Life when drab
Moments such one must grab
Feel the freshness of the take
Akin to the icing on a pretty cake
Smooth as silk
Pure as milk
Nuances many, flavors so refined
Welcome the change with an open mind

Necessary are these halts
Just like single malts
Don’t let it pass
Embrace a glass
It isn’t a vice
Rather its time for soda and ice !