Nebula Dreams

Breathe in—

the hush of light

gathering

at the edge of thought.

Breathe out—

release the weight

you did not know

you carried.

Let the stillness stretch,

soft as dusk,

drifting across

a sleeping field.

Pause.

The sky holds its breath

just for you.

Stars blink—

not in haste,

but in memory.

A cool wind brushes your cheek.

You feel it—

the subtle shift

between presence

and peace.

Rest.

Let each moment

settle,

like dust in sunbeams

dancing slowly

to the floor.

A rhythm forms,

quiet,

steady—

like waves

on a distant shore.

Breathe in.

Time loses its name.

There is no before.

Only now,

only this

open silence.

Breathe out.

Sink into it.

The stillness holds you

without question,

without need.

Pause.

The space between thoughts

is wide enough

for wonder.

Stay here,

for just a while.

And rest.