We shape our visions with steady hands.
Forming truths that only we can understand.
Within stillness, our voices rise.
A gentle power that the world ignores.
We turn our thoughts into bright lines.
Refine chaos until it shines.
Each word is chosen, clear and true.
A piece of soul brought into view.
No noise can break the craft we build.
No doubt can stop our inner light.
For we create with purpose and grace—
Leaving marks that time can’t erase.
We are the quiet makers of light.
Building meaning from silence and night.
About the Creator
Emily
Poem lover, word collector, and believer in the quiet magic of language. I write to remember, to heal, and to find beauty in the spaces between silence and sound. Every poem is a heartbeat — a small proof that feelings can become art.
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