Quiet room
Light moves

Dust in the sunlight
Drifting slow
Nothing asking
Nowhere to go

A sound through the window
Fades, then stays
Time moves different
In softer ways

No rush left in the chest
No weight to impress

Small things stay
When the noise falls away
Not bright, not loud
But they don't fade

No need to reach
No need to chase
Life was always here
Just out of frame

Steps feel lighter
Ground feels known
Empty spaces
Feel like home

No grand meaning
No hidden sign
Just quiet moments
Landing in time

No past pulling back
No edge to react

Small things stay
When the noise falls away
No fire to hold
No need to break

No borrowed light
No mask to wear
What was always there
Is finally clear

Nothing changed
Just seen