Secure in faith, content and whole... until a sudden knock came to the door.πͺ✨
The Gentle Awakening
The shadows of the night have drifted low, Leaving room for the morning sun to trace, A quiet rhythm, deliberate and slow, As peace descends upon this sacred space.
No rushing storms, no sudden heavy breeze, Just steady light upon the open floor. A heart restored, completely at its ease, Secure in faith, with heaven as my guide.
I stepped into the day, content and whole, When a sudden knock came to the door πͺ And stood tall was the wind in all its Glory, A passing adventure, drifting by once more.

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