'The Light Between Moment' Poem by WIN VENTURA

In the hush before the morning,
Where dreams still softly sigh,
I find your name like incense
Floating through the sky.

The stars may blink and vanish,
The moon may bow and fade,
But thoughts of you keep blooming-
In the quiet I have made.

You're not a storm or thunder,
You're not a fleeting flame,
You're the gentle breath of wonder-
That whispers just my name.

So even if the world forgets
And seasons drift apart,
I'll keep you in the silence
Between my soul and heart.

By: - WIN VENTURA