A quiet room, a candle’s glow,
The gentle hush of falling snow.
No grand affair, no fleeting prize,
Just simple joy in softened sighs.

The hum of life, the steady beat,
The whispered winds, the dancing feet.
No rush, no chase, just gentle grace,
A heart at peace in time’s embrace.

A book half-read, a sky so wide,
A love that lingers side by side.
Enough is found in what is near,
In silent joy and quiet cheer.

i gaze up at the sky,
to see who I am.

i sit in stillness,
to discover who I am.

i stand before the mirror,
to confront who I am.

when time stands still,
the world blurs,
my heart-mind asks,
"who am I?
why am I here?"

A cloud hangs low, still,
pressing on the city’s spine—
does it ever breathe?

Do not seek love as you seek gold,
For in the heart, it’s always bold.
It is the stillness, the quiet sound,
Where truth and beauty can be found.

Your lips,
my sweet secret,
brushed against mine.

Time stutters shy,
the world dissolves to dust,
only silence,
my darling,
only us.

No distance,
no time,
only this moment,
you and I,
as if the god above,
has listened to my heart's love.