Whispers in the Quiet Light

Soft light drifting through an open space,

Falling gently like a memory I can’t replace.

Shadows breathe in colors thin and pale,

As if the world is caught inside a fragile veil.

Every breath feels slow and alive,

Like the calm before the morning arrives.

Whispers in the quiet light, calling out my name,

Floating through the moment where nothing feels the same.

In the stillness of the dawn before it breaks the night,

I find the pieces of my heart in quiet light.

Echoes shimmer in a muted glow,

Carrying secrets only silence seems to know.

Footsteps fade beneath the glowing air,

Lost between the dreams that linger everywhere.

And in the softness where my thoughts unwind,

I hear the truth I couldn’t seem to find.

Whispers in the quiet light, calling out my name,

Floating through the moment where nothing feels the same.

In the stillness of the dawn before it breaks the night,

I find the pieces of my heart in quiet light.

If I drift a little farther from the noise,

Will I learn to hear my quiet inner voice?

Let the gentle light unfold its grace,

And lay my restless mind in a peaceful place.

Whispers in the quiet light, softly guiding me,

Through the tender shadows where I long to be.

Even when the world grows heavy out of sight,

I’ll find myself again in quiet light.