The Light Sits With You In Tension
The door closes. Just a click of the latch.
But your shoulders rise before your mind can speak. You are bracing for a shout that isn't coming.
The house is quiet, but your body is still living in the storm. It remembers what the silence forgets.
That flinch is not weakness. It is the memory of a war you survived.
Tonight, the light does not ask you to relax. It does not demand you unclench.
It simply sits with you in the tension. It knows the difference between the danger that was and the safety that is.
Your heart may condemn you for still waiting for the blow, but the light is greater than your heart. It sees the whole story—the past terror and the present peace—and it does not agree with your fear.
You are safe now. Even if your muscles don't believe it yet.
The shout will not come. The light is here, and it is quiet.
Drawing from
1 John 3:19-20, Gospel of Mary 5:4-5
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