After The Storms

After heat.
After rain.
After everything felt too much.

The sky doesn’t explain itself.
It just returns.
In color. In balance. In stillness.

Inhale... exhale. Be grounded.

Be still. And know 

that after everything—

the heat, the ache,

the storm you didn’t ask for—

you don’t have to do anything.

Beauty returns anyway.

Stillness returns anyway.

Just stand in it.

Just see it.

And let that be enough.

With Grace & Ink,

Mai