Low light resting on my eyelids
The room breathes without sound
Something settles
Something opens
I sink into the floor
Stone and warmth together
A quiet pull under my ribs
Keeping time
Leaves turning inside the chest
Soft pressure
Slow expansion
Thoughts thin out
The body remembers
I move without effort
Through shade and warmth
Each second loosening
Each trace fading
A hum beneath the skin
Old and steady
Not asking
Not naming
I release
I remain
I rest inside the pulse
No borders
No distance
Only depth
Light breaks and folds
Behind closed eyes
Circles within circles
Returning without urgency
Nothing to fix
Nothing to follow
I stay with the rhythm
As it widens
As it fades
Breath
Stone
Light
Slow
Breath
Stone
Light
Slow
Gone