+++ where light is not to be sought after, but to be noticed where quiet is a breath of warm air on a frosty window pane where twilight hears the rushing of feathers settling into flight where my heart slows down and i can breathe again

+++ where light is not to be sought after, but to be noticed where quiet is a breath of warm air on a frosty window pane where twilight hears the rushing of feathers settling into flight where my heart slows down and i can breathe again