When the World Stood Still

Frozen dawn, a hush so white. Sunlight nailed to window glass.

Clocks like statues, open-eyed. Breath held tight, afraid to pause. Is this a

dream that learned to bite? Or mercy dressed in porcelain light? If time is

drowned beneath the chill, then teach my heart to keep it still.

When the world stood still, I heard my name. In the quiet

Kiln I found my flame. No hand of fate,

no ticking will Just me awake when the world stood still. Curtains

breathe but never sway. Dust like galaxies in prayer. Every second locked