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Channel - Midnight Lines - UC-6U85sgzWaTIMtBJQEJZsw

I watch the white descend
Each flake a quiet messenger
The world grows still

Beyond the glass
The air has weight
A hush that holds the earth

Time releases its grasp
The branches bow
Receiving what they cannot keep

Be still
Be here
Let the cold sanctify
What warmth we shelter

No footprint mars the field
No voice disturbs the hour
Only breath against the pane

Be still
Be here
Let the white cover
All that came before

I am the watcher at the threshold
Neither inside nor beyond
Held between the fire and the falling

Be still
Be here
The quiet speaks
In a language older than words

The world grows still
And I with it