A Gentle Lift
The quiet room held a soft blue glow behind me. For a long while, I simply lay tilted against the dark cloth, feeling the calm hush around. Then, a slight shift happened. I eased my chin upward, lifting my head slowly from the cushioned surface. A faint, cool drift swept past my whiskers. I nudged the plush fold beneath my front paw, watching the tiny shadows part under the light. I am awake, steady and still.