Be Still

Be Still

Do not be the stone that moves—stay.For to be still is hard,yet it breathes within you.

Stillness asks nothing,takes nothing,yet leaves no room for absence.

It holds a quiet freedom—the kind you only seewhen striving fades,when the noise falls away.

And in that moment,you begin to believe again—in life,in liberty,in something deeper than both.

So be still.

For as the oceans collideand the world trembles in motion,the stones remain—unmoved,unchanged,and strong.