A quiet movement is born in the body, as if an invisible wave rises from the depths. It gently glides through the veins, leaving behind warmth and a slight longing. The air gets thicker and the breathing gets quieter, as if the whole world is frozen in anticipation. Every moment is filled with something alive, vibrant, almost fragile. I feel like everything inside is coming together in one smooth rhythm — without beginning or end, just an endless feeling of warmth and presence.