The Quiet Before the World Wakes Up

I woke to an unusual stillness,
a hush so deep it felt alive.
The room held its breath with me,
and silence didn’t feel empty—
it felt like it knew my name.

In that quiet, silence spoke gently:
You are not who you were yesterday.
It said I have softened, shifted, grown—
that becoming new doesn’t need noise,
only awareness.

The stillness wrapped me in calm truths,
whispering that the future needs no fear.
What is meant for me is already moving,
placed carefully, divinely,
beyond my impatience and control.

It reminded me that endings and beginnings
are not finished by my hands alone.
There is a larger rhythm at work—
God’s timing, wider and wiser,
doing better than my plans ever could.

So I choose happiness in this quiet hour,
faith steady, heart open, spine strong.
With millions and billions around me,
I stay rooted in belief—
awake, aligned, and at peace before the world begins.