Whispers of the Soul

In the hush of night’s embrace,

Where shadows linger, time and space,

There lies a realm of silent cries,

A world where dormant dreams arise.

Beneath the canopy of stars,

Rest hopes and memories, near and far,

Each heart a keeper of old scars,

Of love’s embrace and life’s memoirs.

Laughter lost in echoes past,

Moments too precious, too fast to last,

In the quiet, they remain,

A whisper of forgotten pain.

We wander through this life’s design,

A fragile thread, a thin lifeline,

In fleeting moments, truths unfold,

Stories whispered, softly told.

Yet within the dark, a spark ignites,

A flicker born of ancient nights,

Dreams rekindled, futures bright,

Guiding us with gentle light.

Share this tale of hearts combined,

Of broken dreams and ties that bind,

For in each soul, a light does gleam,

A whisper of a silent dream.

In the quiet, find your voice,

In sorrow, seek a hopeful choice,

For in the depths of every tear,

Lies the strength to persevere.

Hold dear the ones who walk your road,

In them, your courage is bestowed,

Together weave a tapestry,

Of love, of hope, of memory.

As dawn’s first light begins to break,

Remember, endings often make,

A path to new beginnings bright,

A journey towards the endless light.

Whispers of the soul’s deep streams,

Flow like rivers, weave through dreams,

Binding us in threads unseen,

In the space where hearts convene.