The first breath as you wake,
light slipping in as your eyes open,
the quiet promise of a new day
settling softly on your skin.
For a moment, the world is still,
a held breath, a tender pause,
as if morning is waiting
to see who you will be today.
You rise through the hush,
feeling the weight you carried loosen,
feeling something inside you
shift just enough to matter.
And in that fragile beginning,
you sense the smallest truth:
every dawn is a doorway,
and you are allowed to step through
as slowly as you need.
Rise and shine.