Even in This Corner

I wasn’t praying tonight.

I was just sitting—
in that slow ache of sadness
that doesn’t belong to you
but still finds its way in.

The kind of melancholy
born from being near a weight
that was never yours to carry.

And I almost let it stay.

Old thoughts began their circle,
whispering stories
I’ve outgrown but sometimes still listen to.

And then—
it was interrupted.

Not loud. Not forceful.
Just a moment so pure,
so unexpected,
that it lifted me out of that spiral
without asking permission.

And I knew.

I knew that even in all this chaos,
even with all the souls in this world,
God saw me.

My Creator—who goes by many names,
wears many faces,
answers in the language we each understand—

looked in on me.

Not because I cried out.
Not because I earned it.

Just because I’m loved.

And that—
that is why I had to come here
and write this down before sleep.

Because in this small corner of the world,
with my small, momentary ache,
I was reminded:

I still matter.

And the love that created galaxies
still has time
to interrupt my sadness
with beauty.

With Grace & Ink,

Mai