14.01.2026 #CCC #069
In response to:
https://wp.me/p2SxtL-auL
Where the Sun Pauses
The sun lingers,
as if it has one last truth
to tell the water.
Light melts into copper silence,
and the tide listens without asking why.
Birds stitch small shadows
into the glowing skin of evening.
Nothing rushes here.
Not endings.
Not beginnings.
The horizon holds its breath,
teaching me that closure
doesn’t always mean disappearance—
sometimes it’s simply
a softer way of staying.
I stand still long enough
to feel warmth turn into memory,
and memory into peace.
Tomorrow will come.
But for now,
this moment is enough.
💫Maggie
The Afterlove Voice 💫
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