The moment
doesn’t announce itself.
It arrives quietly.
Somewhere between one step
and the next.
You stop for a second.
Not because you’re done,
but because the road
has asked a lot of you.
You breathe deep,
allowing your lungs
to fill slowly.
Like the world
is pouring something back
into you.
And in that pause.
In that small, borrowed silence.
You remember
you’re still moving forward.
You remember
there is more road ahead.
So you breathe in once more
and step back into the journey
with energy coursing
through your veins
once again.