Where Silence Learns to Breathe

Where Silence Learns to Breathe

Beneath the ribs of stone and sleeping clay

A gentle current hums in quiet veins

Roots whisper truths the mountains never say

While moss remembers all forgotten rains

Petals rehearse the language of the dawn

In hues too soft for time to dare to keep

The wind composes hymns the birds hum on

And shadows learn the posture of the deep

I wandered where the stars forgot their names

And noon wore midnight like a borrowed skin

Where light and longing played their subtle games

Unsure if loss or hope would dare to win

She stood between a moment and its end

A pause the universe forgot to mend

Her silence spoke in echoes unconfined

A mirror held to fractures in my mind

Within my chest, a relic stirred awake

A fossil heart unburied by her gaze

Each breath I took felt perilously fake

As truth unraveled years of practiced haze

Her presence bent the architecture of air

Gravity learned hesitation there

I rose like ash that dared to think of flame

Yet feared the cost of ever knowing her name

The first alignment of our drifting eyes

Unthreaded dreams I thought had turned to stone

Seasons collapsed—ten lifetimes passed me by

In one suspended second, overthrown

Leaves fell like letters written by regret

Spring learned to mourn before it learned to bloom

That instant carved itself in silhouette

A sacred wound that smelled faintly of perfume

We could outrun the horizon hand in hand

Yet still be pulled by what we cannot flee

Some paths are drawn by forces we don't stand

Some doors are locked with inward-facing keys

She lingered still whenever I would stray

A quiet flame that never asked to burn

I faltered where the light began to stay

Afraid of all the things I’d have to learn

It was a marvel laid upon my sight

A fracture kissed upon the soul’s control

A stolen spark from skies restrained by night

The hollow in her dark that made me whole

Xidane