Sun glides low on a golden wall
Footsteps echo in twilight’s sprawl
Every glance breaks the fading night
Teaching the art of moving through light
Fields breathe warm in a muted flame
Skies bow down as if knowing your name
Shadows soften in your gentle sight
Folding their weight into something bright
City winds slow their frantic pace
Dust turns gold as it meets your grace
World reshapes in a softened rite
Pulled by the gravity of your light
Storms retreat in a humbled quest
Rain falls calm on your quiet chest
Life finds meaning in your insight—
Light becomes home as you move through light