Summer nights..

The sky turns soft,
 colours fading into quiet blues and golds.
The world slows down,
 but the air still holds the heat of the day.
Birds sing their steady song,
 somewhere a screen door creaks,
 a dog barks in the distance,
 then everything settles.
I sit alone
 not lonely, just still.
The kind of still that feels like a deep breath
 after holding it all in too long.

​No one needs me right now.
No answers to give,
 no making space.
Just me,
 barefoot on the porch,
 watching the stars stretch awake.
The breeze brushes my skin
 like a quiet friend
 saying, 'You can rest now.'
And I do.
Right here,
 in the hush of a summer night
 that asks for nothing
 but my presence.