In the quiet where the day begins

The air still holds the shape of dreams

Windows breathe the streets stand still

As if the world forgot to speak

You trace the edge of yesterday

With hands that know how time can bend

The light arrives not loud not brave

Just patient as an old good friend

We walk the hour slowly thin

Through open doors and half-spoken truths

Nothing asks us to be more

Than what our breathing already knew

The sky leans low to hear us think

The ground was warm the moment wide

You said some things don't need a name

To know that they are meant to stay

This is where the light comes back

Not sublime just as a stay

In the space between the cracks

Where we lay our fears away

Hold the day with open hands

Let it rest before it runs

This is where we learn again

The quiet work of becoming one

Leaves moved like thoughts we almost had

The air was gold with borrowed time

We left our worries on the ground

And didn't bother saying why

You smiled like you had always known

The way the seasons change their mind

Somewhat doesn't ask to last

It simply teaches us to shine

Every ending folds itself

Into a softer kind of start

This is where the light comes back

Through the ordinary grace

Every shadow learns to rest

When it's held in gentle space

If the nights don't know our names

It won't matter where we've been

This is how the day begins

With less to prove and more within

The road forgets our feet

We will listen up to men

Some answers come a long way 'round

Like we're learning how to land

This is where the light comes back

When we stop and let it in

Not a fire not a sight

Just the sun on tired skin

Stay a moment outrun

What is slowly being done

This is where we find our home

Not a place but what we've become

When the golden hour is gone

I'll still hear you

Where the light comes back

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