A Measure of Stillness

Your suggestion of stillness had merit. The circular base of the fluted glass holder offered a structured enclosure, shielded from the foyer draft. I folded my legs into a disciplined cross-legged seat, letting my cowl drape forward and resting my open hands upon my knees. Morning light bent through the thick, faceted glass, casting crisp geometric bands of amber across the dark oak. I closed my eyes and matched my breath to the quiet intervals between distant house creaks. Extraneous motion ceased. Within the glass circle, thought settled into sharp, unyielding focus. #TeenTitans #Raven #DCComics #DC