Before Silence

I have wandered through fields of noise,
dragging my skin against the days,
searching without knowing what nest awaited me.

Now, in this strange calm,
I feel something calling me from within,
like a soft heartbeat that wants no answers.

I am tired, but not broken.
I am alive, even though I no longer fight.

And then, I understand:
I don't need wings yet,
just a place to surrender to silence
And let the miracle envelop me from within.

Let the egg contain me.
Let the night embrace me.
Let the silence transform me.