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The Way Light Forgives

Ruvaani

04 Nov 2025 — 1 min read

Morning reminds me love is just light that keeps coming back.

Every sunrise feels older now,

like it’s seen me fall and still returns—

I think that’s what love must be.

It doesn’t ask for explanations,

doesn’t wait for me to be ready.

It just shows up—

steady, unembarrassed,

pouring gold over the ruins.

The kettle hums,

a soft rehearsal of ordinary grace.

Somewhere, a prayer I forgot to finish

finds its ending in the sky.

I don’t rush anymore.

I let the light arrive,

and for a moment,

I learn how to stay.

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