The Light Stands in the Steam
The water runs hot, steam filling the small room until the mirror is blind. You are rehearsing the conversation again—the words you wish you had said, the tone you wish they had stayed to hear.
The sound of the shower drowns out your own voice, but it cannot silence the ache of the empty space behind you. The light does not need your perfect speech or your rewritten history to find you here.
It stands in the steam, present in the very moment you are trying to wash away. You are not alone in the rehearsing; the One who knows every unspoken word is already listening.
The dialogue you crave has already happened in the silence where love lives.
Drawing from
1 John, Gospel of Thomas
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