The Whispered Bloom – #Poetry of the #NaturalWorld

Beneath a sky where starlight seeks to breathe,
Water keeps the secrets night once knew;
Its mirrored depths hold vows we do not speak,
Yet hum with luster the heart remembers true.

The shore stands still, a witness carved in stone,
While galaxies descend to kiss the tide;
Each ripple sings of paths we walk alone,
Of endings folded gently in to guide.

Here, silence dares to softly bloom,
And time forgets the names it once outgrew.
The dark grows kind; the infinite makes room,
And light remembers what we came to do.

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~Morgan~