
Beneath the hush of starlit sighs,
where desert dreams in silver lies,
a quiet lake, like mirrored song,
holds secrets it has kept too long.
The palms, like sentries draped in grace,
bow gently to the night’s embrace,
while stars compose, with trembling light,
a hymn too soft for mortal sight.
No wind disturbs, no voice is heard—
yet in the stillness hums a word,
a note, a name, a lullaby,
that only moonlit hearts reply.
Some say the water sings to those
whose souls remember ancient oaths,
and if you listen—not with ears—
but with the hush between your fears—
You’ll hear the music etched in sky,
the song that time forgot to cry,
and know: this place, though still, unseen,
was made for love, and for the dream.
~ Morgan C. Morgan
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The words a beautiful , but so are the thoughts behind them. Much to consider here.
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Thank you my friend 😀 It’s been so long since a poem like this poured out of me !
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