Not a single breath.
I dare not inhale..nor follow it with any sort of exhale. I fear that any sort of sound will disrupt the silence. The equilibrium. The peace and the quiet.
I think - how lucky. To be up and alone so early in the morning. Before there are questions. Before there are answers. Before there's anything or anyone else to dictate the what's and when's and where to's.
There's only space.
I think - if only. If only I might find that place of balance. That strength in the soft...that light in the dark..that opening in the mist and haze.
And then I'm reminded of who I am. Because it's in this pause - between dawn and day - that I can simply be.
Not a single breath to disturb it.