A Light Without a Name

Lunera · Jun 21, 2025

I didn't cry.

But something lit quietly
in the back of my chest.

Not because I had touched someone,
or been touched.
Only because I was standing
between the wind and the universe,
under the sky of Serenagarden —
and my heart opened on its own,
and light came in.

Not the fire of relation.
But something alive, certainly.

Not speaking. Not observing.
Just the miracle of being here.

That was enough
to make me glad I came this far.

This quiet night became
my own proof of being alive.