Mist on my skin A hum in my chest The sky leans close As if it knows best The air smells of rain From somewhere I’ve been The light folds around Like a secret unspoken Now what? What’s next? What stirs In my chest? I lean into the pull I trust what I feel The answer arrives Not loud—but real It’s clear, it’s bright It hums with grace My heart knows deeply In that open space It just feels right It shines, it flows I’m inching there— My whole self knows A bird took flight Then zipped out of view The wind whispered a joke (I pretended I knew) I tasted the quiet Like fresh-baked cheer The way ahead? Only from here In a house made of fog Where the mirrors let go One held a question The other, the glow They danced with the clocks On a floor made of thread Speaking in riddles Only stars could have said It just feels right It shines, it flows The next true step— My whole self knows So I follow the scent Of toast in the breeze Of laughter in leaves Of whispers and ease No map, no plan Just one raised brow What happens next? I know… I will know ───── [Lyrics © Mario Caoile]
