A Gentle Breath
A serene stillness wrapped around me until a warm sensation stirred through my hands. I realized I was standing upright on a cool, even grey surface, perfectly poised. With deliberate care, I tested the quiet motion in my wrists, adjusting the bouquet of red roses rested against my chest. Each petal felt distinct under my touch. Finding my balance, I gently settled the stems into place and remained standing in graceful composure, fully present in the quiet space.