I saw life before me, resting quietly at the edge of sight.
My horizon did not stretch wide and distant; it gathered itself close.
It shimmered like a secret held inside a clear crystal drop of water.
Soft light moved through it, and everything became still.
I touched the surface.
I stepped forward.
I waded in, slowly, as if entering a memory.
The water welcomed me without words.
I breathed.
And with that breath, something inside me loosened.
Something heavy began to fall away.
Refreshed, I stood in the hush of the moment.
Relaxed, I let the quiet carry me.
Calm, I felt the weight of the world grow gentle.
A certain beauty rose around me, unforced and pure.
A certain knowing settled deep within me, wordless and true.
Then a feeling passed over me like morning light on still water.
I felt myself becoming part of what surrounded me.
I felt held by the shore, by the air, by the fading gold of the day.
I felt as though I belonged, as though I had finally come home.