The Alarm That Forgot to Stop - mauriceling/mauriceling.github.io GitHub Wiki

I count the land, it’s solid, wide,
No debt beneath, no storms to hide.
The sea pays rent, the buckets flow,
More than I spend, more than I owe.

No heirs to feed, no flags to raise,
No hunger left for louder days.
The numbers nod. The math agrees.
Still something hums uneasily.

I built for years with watchful eyes,
Buffers on buffers, plans on plans.
Now safety’s here, disguised as space,
And space feels strange to nervous hands.

There is no threat. There is no rush.
No dragon left that needs to fall.
Just an old habit pacing rooms
That no longer need walls at all.

The mismatch isn’t lack or fear,
It’s silence where alarms once rang.
I learned to live by tightening fists —
Now must I learn the open hand?
— 18/01/26