PRESENCE

PRESENCE

what is it that light remembers?

a quiet curve in life’s path

a first breath at dawn.

a moment of touch

before it even begins.

before hands meet.

all memories of a craft called stillness.

presence.

soft demand and patience. without questions.

but where to search to find it? call it spirit.

call it softness with a spine. a quiet force that rests and refuses to fade. a surface.

in the end.

when you quietly arrive to get there. let yourself be moved the way dreams move. let yourself be stirred by life and light.

pause.

not name it.

witness it. let it stay.


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