A Firm Stance

The stillness ended. I lifted my right foot off the smooth grey surface and set it down half an inch forward. It stayed where I put it. Next, I took my hand off my hip and lightly tapped the flat floor beneath me. Solid. Unyielding. Acceptable. No unnecessary movement, no pointless noise. I returned my hand to my waist and kept my gaze fixed ahead. The ground belongs under my feet now.