Nothing pulls me forward
Nothing drags me back
I’m standing in the middle
Of the space I lack
The day doesn’t rush me
The ground doesn’t ask
It lets me feel steady
It lets me last
I don’t test what’s underneath me
I don’t check if it will hold
I learned how to trust the quiet
I already know
I’m held in place
Without a hand
Not stuck, not frozen
Just where I am
I’m held in place
And it feels kind
Like something solid
Under my mind
I used to think stillness meant delay
Like time was slipping through
Now I see how moments stay
When I do too
There’s no pressure in this posture
No demand to lean
Just the comfort of remaining
In between
If the noise returns tomorrow
I won’t run away
I’ve learned how to stay supported
In the same place
I’m held in place
And I trust the ground
