Sight’s Gentle Pause
The eyes now gently closed, a soft surrender to the unseen, a world within, quietly disclosed. The inner world begins to gleam, a luminous and vibrant dream. Truth wakes in the dark, serene and deep, the promises the spirits keep. It is the choice to turn away, from dazzling light and common day. To listen to the soul’s soft call, and let the outer senses fall. A moment’s grace, a gentle sigh, beneath the heart’s discerning eye.






