You are in me,
flickering at the core of silence,
a hidden flame that breathes
through the hollow of my being.
...
To my heart, the bird's song comes—
Whispered tales of an ancient king,
Not bound to earth, but robed in eternal sky,
Where time unwinds
...
I was once a lion
of unseen wilds—
my roar, a clap of thunder;
my gaze, a lightning strike.
...
Behind iron bars, the nightingale still sings
Its anthem of freedom—unbroken.
The cruelest world cannot smother
The dawn blazing bright in its heart!
...
My love, your words
Draw radiant rivers beyond time,
Flowing through sleeping valleys,
Through forests where shadow weeps—
...
Do not speak of me as gone.
I was never a fragment to be lost,
but the unbroken whole beneath all form—
the light without a wick,
...
Remember this truth:
You were not born to fade
like mist at dawn,
nor to vanish into shadows.
...
In a quiet, sacred place,
where noise falls away,
souls—like falcons—
rest in the nearness of the Divine,
...
Love—
It is not merely a feeling,
But an eternal echo,
Rising from the silent depths
...
In silence alone,
the Divine Word resounds—
not through speech,
nor through sound,
...