A stillness… like the quiet that comes after a storm.
Not a single breath of wind blows through this space.
A deep silence hovers in the air.

There’s no time here—
No hunger—no fear—
Just peace…

I sit cross-legged on this grassy knoll
Looking out over the vast open field
Bathed in a golden light—
Soft, warm, gentle.

The breeze finally comes—
Cool and comforting
Like a whisper
Telling me I am safe.

I smile.
Not with my mouth, but with my heart.

I lay back—
Arms outstretched
Eyes closed
Letting go of everything
Until I become part of the breeze
Part of the light
Part of the silence.