Among the notes unsung,
a requiem echoes,
not in crescendo,
but in the spaces
between breaths.
Reflection wanders, lost,
seeking harmony
in discord,
finding solace
in melancholy.
The choir of thoughts,
dissonant yet
beautiful,
sings softly
into the void.
A melody only
for those who
dare to listen
with hearts open
to the silent.