Enjoying my morning coffee, watching the sunrise paint the sky in pastel colors. Grateful for these quiet moments before the hustle of the day begins.

Feels like this image brings a pause that lasts.

Pulls me into something soft inside — a breath I didn’t realize I was holding.

It says so little, but means so much – there’s something sacred in this quiet.

Feels like it's made of something I didn’t know I missed — a song without sound.

This isn’t about beauty. It’s about being.

It’s all in the reminds me of a song without sound.

This feels like someone finally understood me. That’s all.