on a silent silver wave
all your words are swept away
leaving you serene and mute
solitude
through the night and out of sight
stars are drifting feather light
in a world that stays unheard
you’re unhurt
quiet steps away from harm
silence is an ancient charm
in your hand it’s yours to own
yours alone
silence
© Copyright: Людмила Прасад, 2022
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