Category: Poetry by Phoebe

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Where the Light Finds You [a poem]

Not every rising is announced by brilliance.
Some begin in reverent stillness—
in the inward yielding of the heart,
in the unspoken decision
to trust the next breath.

Transformation rarely declares itself.
It gathers in hidden places—
as roots descend through stubborn earth,
as dawn prepares beyond the edge of sight,
as the horizon expands
without haste or spectacle.

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The Breath That Builds Tomorrow [a poem]

Do not seek beginnings in the clamor of change.
They are born in stillness—
in the breath drawn softly after sorrow,
in the fragile hush between what has fallen away
and what has yet to unfold.

Each breath is a vow renewed with life.
It steadies what wavers,
gathers what has been scattered,
and carries the heart, almost imperceptibly,
toward becoming.

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