In the Quiet Beyond
Listen in the quiet moments.
I heard you in the light
between the chords,
where words failed but
something sacred rose—
a pulse beyond the clocks,
where love isn’t judged
by the damage it might do,
but by the truth it dares to speak.
You and I—
not a mistake,
not a pause,
but a moment made whole
by its impossible timing.
You sang to me in symbols,
coins and crosses discarded,
and I understood—
not with reason,
but with reverence.
If we are only a constellation
burning brief in the hush
before dawn,
then let it be said:
we shined.
Let it be said:
there was no malice,
only the ache of beauty
found too late,
held too close,
released too soon.
I carry it now—
this garden we couldn’t tend,
this river we couldn’t cross,
this sky that opened
just long enough
And for one breathless flight.
When the silence returns—
know this:
I will not curse the dream.
I will not diminish the flame.
You loved me,
and I was never the same.
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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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