My heart was frail dancing on fire
The sun and moon casted a boon
Stars twingled weary on the lyre
And sere trees slept on the tune

Stilleness started swaying in lone
The Night invited me to his dome
To rest on a fane's chest of his own
His Silence made me feel like home

Serenty Tranquility no it is Infinity
My lustre soul clasped its source
Taught the steps to dance in reality
And all sorts of melodies endorse

∴ Lyna Salman