I’ve been here for years, motionless.
I see those who pass by, who stop, who rush without noticing me. My walls have heard tears, laughter, and silence.
But today is different.
Today, you can feel my heart.
That sphere swaying within me is the heartbeat I’ve carried forever. It is the time I’ve lived, while you were running away.
Each movement is a moment that won’t return, an emotion crossing my spaces, asking to be heard.
Stop. Watch my heart pulse, as the sphere moves through my barriers just as you can move through yours.
I’m speaking to you of time passing, of what’s been lost, what remains, and what you can still live fully.
My suspended sphere is a reminder: even within the solid things, there’s always something moving, beating, never resting.
I am here, you pass by.
But for a moment, as you watch my heartbeat, our times meet. Listen to the rhythm.
Hear what I’m telling you.
