Sunshine's Blog

Something to cradle you into the stillness of night:

The day folds in on itself,
not as an ending—
but a bloom in reverse,
gathering its petals to rest.

You have given enough.
Spoken enough.
Held enough.
Now, let the silence hold you.

Let the moon’s slow breath
soften the edges of your mind.
Let the dark wrap its arms
around your brilliant becoming.

There is no task here,
no witness to impress—
just the quiet truth
that you are already whole.

So close your eyes
like a gate returning to stillness.
The stars are watching.
They remember who you are.