Before the Day Begins

A pause. A breath. A return.

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The stars were up all night.
Now —
they are stepping back,
folding into the soft blue hush of morning,
giving you space.
To shine.
To arrive in your own light.

Honor their wish.
Let your heart spill a little.
Write something. Anything.
Let your thoughts wander —
with no destination,
just freedom.

Sit still. Breathe.
Let silence become your friend.
Connect with yourself.
The real one —
soft, cracked open,
alive in small ways.

Take a walk.
Spot the flowers. Name them.
Say hi to a tree.
Smile at the wind.
Make friends with the breeze.

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A poem.
A pause.
A connection.
Flowers.
Trees.
Breeze.

Now —
you know.
How to be human.