@sifat125
Light brushes the peaks first
then slides down into the valley
like it knows exactly where it belongs.
Houses stay quiet fields breathe slowly
and the church tower keeps time
for no one in a hurry.
Nothing demands attention
the mountains stand without asking
the green listens without speaking.
This is the kind of place
where thoughts soften
where you remember that stillness
isn’t empty
it’s full just quieter.
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