All the noise fades slow,
traces melt where rivers go.
Hands unclench, the sky breathes in —
this is where the calm begins.

No triumph, no disguise,
just the hush behind your eyes.
Every storm, every spin,
leads me where the calm begins.

Every thought, a passing tide,
every fear, a place to hide.
Still, the silence pulls me in —
to where the calm begins.

Maybe peace was never far,
just quieter than we are.
Now I hear it from within —
where the calm begins.

And if the world forgets my name,
I’ll whisper back, it’s all the same —
for I am more than loss or win,
I am where the calm begins.

Where the Calm begins

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