Blush
Light reaches you.
Before thought.
A warmth gathering beneath the skin —
quiet, sudden, undeniable.
Not seen first, but felt.
This is where Blush lives.
In that quiet surge of being —
when something within you answers the world.
A sky flushed with light.
A body receiving it.
Colour moving inward,
becoming breath, pulse, presence.
To blush is to be alive.
To be touched.
To be opened, even for a moment.
Blush holds that threshold —
where emotion meets light,
and you return to yourself,
awake,
within your own skin.