Rise of the Silent Strings
In the quiet of the night,
I can hear a rising whisper,
Strings beneath the fading light,
Calling me to something bigger.
Every trembling note,
Falls like echoes on my skin.
Every shadow breaks,
Let the new world pull me in.
And the silent strings arise,
Filling up the empty skies.
Every heartbeat amplified,
Like a fire I can’t hide.
Let the echoes lift me high,
Let the moment stay alive.
Cellos breathing slow below,
Violins climbing through the glow.
I can feel the world unfold,
Like a story left untold.
And the silent strings arise,
Sweeping wide across the night.
All the sorrow turns to light,
As the echoes reunite.
Let the universe collide,
In the sound we can’t deny.
Hold the note and fade away…
Leave the longing in the space…
Let the strings remain…
Long after the song is gone.