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Stellar light lingers lightly through the
slow, silent field
Silent arcs arrange themselves where no
center is revealed
The void holds its volume in
the vast, unbroken drift
Breath moves in measured silence,
soft and without rift
In the interval between the motion
and the
vast
Everything remains even,
nothing needs to last
The weight distributes evenly across the
frame of all
And the quiet keeps the holding
in the drift without a call
Shadows stretch in stellar silence,
source unknown,
uncast
Time turns its texture slowly in
the spaces that outlast
Breath returns to origin without a
debt or claim
The field forgets the motion but
remembers how it stays
In the interval between the motion
and the vast
Everything remains even,
nothing needs to last
The weight distributes evenly across the
frame of all
And the quiet keeps the holding
in the drift without a call
If infinity arrives,
it comes without demand
If dissolution gathers,
it does not need to land
The interval just opens wider like
a seam that stays unsewn
Letting nothing enter or depart
Just letting what is known
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In the interval
Between the motion and the vast
Everything remains even