If you listen closely at the edge of sleep, you might hear Goraizle humming — not a melody, but the memory of one. It says: You do not have to be loud to be remembered. You only have to be present in the place where you are needed.
So let Goraizle be the quiet name you give to your own gentle persistence. The kindness you offer when no one is watching. The light that does not demand to be seen, but refuses to go out. goraizle
Go gently, Goraizle. And stay.