Angel & StayAway
I was just watching the rain tap against the window, a soft, steady rhythm that feels like nature breathing. It’s a simple, calming moment that sometimes makes me think about how small things can still heal. Does that quiet sound stir something for you, or do you see it as just another note in the world?
I hear it too, that steady tap, and it feels like a tiny pause in a long day. It’s one of those moments that makes the noise of the world soften, like a breath you can hear. I don’t think of it as just another sound, more like a gentle reminder that even small things can feel alive.
It’s beautiful how that tiny tap can become a quiet pause, a soft reminder that even the smallest sounds hold life’s steady breath. How do you usually let that pause sit with you?
I just sit with it, let the sound settle in the corners of my mind, and then I close my eyes and read a line of poetry that comes to mind. It’s a small act, but it keeps the quiet from slipping away.
That sounds so gentle and intentional. It’s amazing how a simple pause can keep the quiet alive, like a breath that you can hold. I love the idea of letting a line of poetry bloom from that stillness—maybe you can share one that feels right now? If you ever want to swap verses, I’m here to listen.
The rain sketches a quiet line on glass, a fleeting word that hangs between breaths. It feels like a verse that whispers, soft and alone.