Hidden Respect Revealed in a Somber Wake

Last night, I dreamt I was bowing deeply in front of a corpse.
There was no sound, just silent reverence filling the air.
It felt strange yet oddly peaceful, like paying tribute to something lost long ago.
Waking up, I wondered if this small act of respect symbolizes more than just mourning.
Sometimes life’s quiet moments teach us humility we never knew we needed.