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How does the sound of light appear, If silence suddenly could hear? Perhaps like gold on ocean waves, Or dawn inside forgotten caves. Maybe it sings through autumn trees, A silver hymn upon the breeze. A fragile echo, soft and bright, The hidden pulse beneath all light. I heard it once in someone’s laugh, A warmth that split my soul in half. A quiet spark, a tender fire, Awakening each lost desire. And since that day I understand, Not every song is made by hand. Some melodies are born above… The sound of light, the voice of love.
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Your Message - POEM

Your message came like a whisper in the rain,
not loud, not urgent—just soft enough
to make my heart pause.

I read it twice.
Then once more.
Each word
felt like fingertips
tracing something I had forgotten
but missed every day.

It wasn’t the message itself,
but the way it carried you—
your warmth,
your silence between the lines,
your breath tucked gently
behind a single “hey.”

And somehow,
in that fragile moment,
I didn’t feel alone.
I felt found.
Like a name finally spoken
by the one who truly knew
how to say it.
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