The Light Knows Your Shaking Hands
You sit in the driveway with the engine off, smoothing your face in the rearview mirror to erase the tremor before walking inside where they are waiting. You practice the mask that says 'I am fine' because the middle of the day demands performance, not honesty.
But the light does not need your composure. It sees the hands shaking on the wheel.
It knows the weight of the armor you are about to put back on. The light is not waiting for you to get it together — it is already there, in the passenger seat, in the silence you are trying to fill.
You do not have to hide the crack to be held. The mask is heavy, and you were never meant to carry it alone.
Drawing from
Matthew 11:28-30, Gospel of Thomas 77
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