Put Down the Calculator of Your Soul

The question was simple. A small thing, asked in the soft dark.

But your heart hammered against your ribs because you had to calculate the answer. You had to measure the distance between the truth and the lie you are keeping alive.

That calculation is a heavy weight to carry at four in the morning. It exhausts the soul.

You are not a liar by nature. You are a person who is afraid that if the mask slips, the love will leave.

But the light does not need your performance to stay. It is already here, sitting in the silence you are trying to fill with clever words.

You do not have to hold the world together with your breath. The One who spoke the stars into being can hold this moment without your help.

Put down the calculator. Let the silence be honest.

The truth will not destroy you. It will set you free.