Moments of Shift
by intimatesound
· 07/12/2025
Published 07/12/2025 16:57
This morning, a creak from the door caught my ear,
reminding me how fragile our lives can be,
a simple hinge, swinging with whispers of fear,
a moment so small, yet it grounds me with glee.
It swung wide open, then caught on a snag,
the shift in routine like a sigh from the past,
and I stood there wondering, my heart in a rag,
how small things can shape all the moments that last.
In the stillness of change, I felt a new start,
each creak tells a story, each click holds a name,
as I pause at the door, a pulse in my heart,
reminded that life, like a hinge, is the same.