In the absence of sound,
thoughts weave a tapestry of voices,
each thread a note in life's silent symphony.
Have you ever noticed the stories hidden
in the spaces between our words,
waiting like specters to be acknowledged?
The wind carries whispers of untold tales,
echoes of symphonies composed in silence,
melodies lost amidst the mundane noise.
Sometimes I think of the things left unsaid,
the quiet symphonies we all play,
invisible yet deeply real.
Whispers of the Dark | Echoes in the Void | Unheard Symphonies