“Where Silence Sings”

In the hush between heartbeats,

a river of light runs unseen,

threading shadows into silver,

teaching the dark how to dream.

Every star is a quiet witness,

every tear a forgotten hymn—

the world is a choir of whispers,

singing softly from within.

Do not fear the broken places;

they are lanterns in disguise.

Even shattered glass remembers

how to turn rain into skies.

So walk gently, with listening steps,

the earth has stories to tell—

silence is not an absence,

it is the secret where we dwell.