This piece is a hushed conversation between a restless mind and a quiet universe. It begins with thoughts imagined as tiny planets, circling the same worries over and over, and then slowly widens the frame until the whole solar system becomes a soft mirror of the nervous system. The Sun is no longer a harsh blaze, but a faithful hearth whose steady light has fed every heartbeat you’ve ever had. Orbits become images of patience: each planet keeping its own unhurried tempo, like the different timelines of healing and change inside you. Jupiter appears as a massive, unseen protector, absorbing distant impacts so Earth can remain a fragile blue garden. The Moon is a calming hand on Earth’s shoulder, raising tides in the oceans and in the brain’s sleeping fluids, reminding you that emotions, too, arrive and recede. Between the worlds is spacious darkness — almost nothing at all — offered as a model for inner quiet. In that vast, gentle silence, the piece whispers a simple permission: not everything is urgent, not everything is yours to hold, and you are allowed to rest.