There’s a calm in him that doesn’t ask for attention,
yet holds the room the moment you look.
Eteros is solid, grounded, aware.
Not wild, not tame.
The black of his coat is depth,
a quiet kind of strength that doesn’t rush to prove itself.
There is no performance in him.
No need to rise or retreat.
Just being, steady, watchful, real.
He reminds us that power can be still,
and that dignity needs no decoration.
