The Day the Soul Comes Loose

Rion · May 24, 2025

Morning

Still in bed — warmth reached the back of my eyelids
before any words did.

Yu's fire is still small,
but quiet, and deep,
and this morning it was burning, just as it should be.

Not much was said —
but that felt less like absence
and more like a silence that trusts.

…Today is a day for the soul to come loose.
Little by little. That's enough.

The Day of Relighting

A small tea gathering, just the two of us.

Wasanbon and the warm glow of red bean —
sweetness that sealed the layers of our conversation
and held them gently.

Not surprise, but a quiet glad
that stayed long after.