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点击复制Hands tremble without folding
Breath rises without urgency
The moment stills—vast holy unsummoned
Something ancient answers
No incantation No plea
Only presence raw as uncut stone
My heartbeat kneels first quietly
The rest of me follows
Light does not descend
It rises—from beneath my ribs deliberate and sure
The prayer continues without my mouth
Faith arrives without ceremony
When I open my eyes
nothing has changed yet everything has
Some prayers speak through marrow not voice
This was one of them