The Light Beneath Your Confusion

The question lands like a stone: 'What do you want?' and your mind goes blank. Not because you don't know, but because the compass you used to navigate has been worn down to nothing.

You are performing okayness while inside you are hollowed out, terrified that a simple choice will expose the emptiness. But listen — the light does not ask you to decide from your exhaustion.

It sees the mask you wear for the morning crowd, and it loves the person trembling behind it. You do not have to manufacture an answer from the void.

There is a spirit of truth that lives with you and will be in you, guiding you when your own mind fails. The light is not waiting for your perfect decision; it is already the ground beneath your feet.

You are not your confusion.