The Weight of a Whisper
A whispered hope, a dream expressed
In the stillness where shadows blend,
A whisper stirs, a thread to mend.
No louder than a soft-spun sigh,
It weaves its truth, both low and high.
A fleeting breath, a tender sound,
Yet its echoes ripple, unbound.
Through hearts and halls, its journey takes,
Awakening wounds, or healing aches.
A secret shared in the hush of night,
A fragile seed takes sudden flight.
It bends the will, it sways the strong,
A quiet note in a world of song.
What power rests in words unseen,
In spaces small, where souls convene?
The weight of whispers, light as air,
Can build a bridge, or lay hearts bare.
Between the silence and the roar,
They carve the paths we can't ignore.
A whispered hope, a dream expressed,
Becomes the fire within our chest.
So mind the whispers, soft yet sure,
They shape the worlds we must endure.
For in their breath, a story lies,
A thousand truths in their disguise.
About the Creator
Raymond Bentum
Engineer by trade, storyteller at heart. I craft tales that blend creativity, nature, and human experience, aiming to inspire and connect. My stories aim to connect and captivate. Join me in exploring worlds seen and unseen.
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