Holding Heat

There is a point where the work begins to ask for less.

Not more layers.
Not more effort.

Just a small shift.

A soft interruption.

Something that lets air in.

It’s easy to keep going.
To cover, to resolve, to make it clearer.

But sometimes the work is already holding what it needs.

Heat.
Pressure.
A change just beginning.

This one stayed close to that edge.

Not finished in a traditional sense.
But not unfinished either.