in the heart
of the earth
where shadows weave
and whispers flutter
like light on water—
i stand
a solitary figure,
yesterday’s weight
melting away,
a cloak of memory
unraveling at the seams
the sea sings
a lullaby of blue,
secrets breathed to the wind,
while grass—a tapestry
of green—
bends low, cradling
truths,
soft echoes of love
unspooled
i gather remnants
of dreams,
fragments like shells
on the shore,
each a promise,
a sigh,
caught in the web
of what might have been,
lingering like haunting
melodies
was it quiet surrender
that opened my chest
to the sky...
was it freedom,
unshackling
the heart from chains
of desire,
that led me
to this sacred silence...
and still, colors sway—
a riot of life,
the world unfurling
in wild bloom,
and i, a traveler,
grasping
at threads of existence
the grass bends,
humble witness,
never breaking,
always yielding,
teaching me the art
of resilience,
the gentle dance
of endings,
woven with new beginnings’
promise
here, at the horizon
of my soul,
i learn to embrace
the ebb and flow,
to let go, to surrender—
for in the quiet,
i find life’s pulse,
and understand every farewell
is but a breath
away from hello.