
Beneath the sky, so vast, so wide,
I wander lost, with none to guide.
The echo of my heart’s desire,
Still burns within, a flickering fire.
The world around me moves too fast,
While I stand still, caught in the past.
Memories cling like autumn rain,
Each drop a sorrow, each drop a stain.
I’ve called for love, I’ve called for peace,
Yet all I’ve found is a restless cease.
A hollow sound, a silent cry,
The world moves on, and so must I.
But in the quiet, I still hear,
A voice that whispers, “I am here.”
Through every storm, through every night,
The soul remains, a spark of light.
I’ve walked through valleys, cold and bare,
But still, I rise, still, I care.
For though the winds may howl and scream,
I hold onto the fragments of my dream.
So when the shadows come to call,
I will stand strong, I will not fall.
For deep inside, I know it's true,
The strength of the soul can carry through.
About the Creator
Sen Sab
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