Lyric

A whisper melts into the breeze at night

The moon just smiles, with no reply

Shadows waver by the window pane

A nameless light begins to pulse again

Droplets fall in colors undefined

Floating soft on water, lost in time

If I could fold the stars into a note

Would it reach you where the sky turns gold?

“I hope you're well,” is all I dared to write

But truth is, my heart still sways each night

Sunbeams gathered, deep inside I keep

Tracing distant light within a dream

Ripples break the silence of the stream

And flickering winds brush softly on my cheek

No farewell spoken as you slipped away

Fading memories drift with clouds each day

The wish I left upon the passing wind

Will it echo where your soul has been?

“I’m not alone,” I say with gentle grace

But still the silence leaves a trembling trace

A morning hue too tender to explain

Paints the world in colors soft and faint

Threads of time, unseen, begin to weave

I follow them with care, afraid to breathe

If I could fold the stars into a note

Would it reach you where the sky turns gold?

My thoughts still wander past the edge of night

And quietly, they hold you close and tight