When Light Finds Breath
The moment before the surface moves
Light moves through stillness
a soft spill over glass water
where silence holds its breath
waiting for something to stir
The world paused
folds into itself
a faint shimmer wakes
touches a single wave
barely there
yet enough to tremble the calm
Between what was and what will be
a crease of brightness bends
folds open like a secret
spoken without sound
Time eases into the moment
an unspoken invitation
to draw closer
to see the shift
a glance caught
a flicker of clarity
the edges softened
the surface changed
Sunlight lingers at the rim
of everything
holding the stillness
with tender fingers
making the quiet visible
a pulse beneath the skin
that waits to ripple
In that breath
a world unfolds
with the softness
of light finding itself
in the pause that holds motion
About the Creator
Tim Carmichael
I am an Appalachian poet and cookbook author. I write about rural life, family, and the places I grew up around. My poetry and essays have appeared in Beautiful and Brutal Things, My latest book. Check it out on Amazon
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Comments (6)
<3 Lovely, Tim <3
Love it! I look forward to reading more from you.
Reading this made me feel so calm and at peace.
Whoaaaa, that was breathtaking! Loved your poem!
So lovely Tim. The book looks quite inviting.
This is so tranquil and mesmerizing.