Beneath the Veil

In this moment, a brief lull appears before everything becomes loud again. From the blur emerges my own space—a place where I feel calm and secure. Time stretches slowly. I leave my breath on the surface, and along with the outlines of the surrounding world, my thoughts lose their sharpness, as if I am intentionally dimming them to quiet the internal noise for a while.The veil gradually disappears, and everything that was hidden regains clarity. I search for other veils that linger longer, hoping to feel a more profound sense of security. An attempt to hold onto the moment before the silence is replaced by volume once more.