In the hush of twilight, I stand alone,
A soul adrift in a crowd, unknown. Detached from kin and friends so rare,
Yet loving deeply, with a heart laid bare.
Introverted whispers in a noisy room, Yearning for love that can pierce the gloom.
I watch from afar, with eyes so keen, Seeing the world in shades unseen.
I dream of a place where noise is peace, Where thunder roars and rains release.
A place where I can truly be, Lost in the symphony of me.
In another life, a tree I'd be,
With a canopy wide for all to see.
Children laughing in my shade,
Their joy the echo of love delayed.
Or perhaps the sand along the shore, Endlessly kissed by waves once more.
A dandelion's wish, in flight so free,
Or a stone beneath a waterfall's spree.
In this life, I'm but a silent stream,
Flowing gently through my dream.
Loving from afar, detached yet whole, Seeking peace within my soul.
