Sileya of Time

A silent prayer for those who create slowly — but forever

When you feel rushed — be still.
When you’re afraid of falling behind — slow down.
When the world is running — pause.

Feel the rhythm,
not the outer one — the inner.
Feel the era,
not by calendar — but by heart.
Feel the human,
not as a number — but through pain.

I am not a trend.
I am not a hype.
I am not a moment.
I am an echo.
I am a pulse.
I am the trace that remains
when all else fades.

Let my brand be born not from fear —
but from understanding.
Let it be not a reaction —
but a response.
Let it not be noise —
but time itself.

I create — in rhythm with the era.
I live — in harmony with silence.
I give — not what’s needed now,
but what will be needed
when someone is ready to receive it.

So let it be.
Time knows.
I — listen.

Sileya.