Quiet room, a faint vibration Hands trace the air, weightless and slow No sound, no reason to pretend Just the pulse of my own intention Glass on the table, still and cold Shapes move but I don’t turn There’s peace inside the pause I hold Nothing to prove, nothing to learn Away from the sunlight I remain Not hiding, not gone, just unnamed Between the calm and what refrains Just a place untouched by the flame Slow breath through the trembling light Forms fade like distant shorelines Quiet becomes its own design And I dissolve into the quiet night Mmm… I can still recall that warmth But I needed to feel the shade Mmm… I let the noise decay And what’s left is something unmade Away from the sunlight I remain I’m not erased, just rearranged Between the calm and what refrains Just a place untouched by the flame Back to the stillness I began Not hiding, just becoming again
