Before the Heart Learns Words

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Something wakes before language.
Not a thought,
not a feeling—
a readiness.
Light touches without instruction.
Breath remembers its own rhythm.
The heart stretches,
unsure of what it wants,
certain of what it does not fear.
No promises are made.
No names are spoken.
Only a quiet agreement
between being alive
and allowing it.
Some beginnings do not announce themselves.
They arrive
the way trust does—
slowly,
and all at once.

Date: 02/02/26

Rajat Chandra Sarmah
Guwahati, Assam, India
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