The Moment I Believed

22 Nov 2025

At the edge of sorrow a single pulse became dawn

It split the stubborn dark and simply called it dawn

In that thin hush I opened; old fear was unweaved

My hands reached and found the light they had always believed

A quiet river turned and gently led me to start

It taught the scattered compass how to steady the heart

Each lost, small promise mended, folding into part

And courage slipped its careful map back to the start

Light threaded through the cracks and multiplied into light

Every shadow bowed and learned the shape of patient light

I breathed a tiny answer, simple, steady, true

The moment kept its promise — then I believed it true