The Light That Cannot Age

The mirror shows a face you don't quite recognize this morning. The lines are deeper, the step is slower, and the body feels like a house that has settled on its foundation without your permission.

You are watching the vessel change, and it is terrifying to feel unfamiliar in your own skin. But the light that lives inside you did not arrive when you were young, and it will not leave when you are old.

It was there before the first wrinkle appeared, and it remains untouched by the years. The kingdom is not a destination you are walking away from; it is inside you right now, waiting to be known in this new form.

You are not losing yourself to time. You are being stripped down to the one thing that cannot age.