Whispers of the Deep
In the quiet depth of still waters,
I find myself adrift, alone,
Colours swirling like whispered thoughts,
In a sea that feels like home.
Soft tendrils of forgotten dreams
Wrap around me, gentle, slow.
I close my eyes and let them pull,
To places only silence knows.
The world above seems far away,
As I sink into this calm.
Each breath I take is heavy, sweet,
Like a soothing, wordless psalm.
Beneath the surface, I am whole,
No broken heart, no storm to fight.
Just the peaceful hum of mystery,
And a soul bathed in soft light.
Here, among the drifting hues,
I grow stronger as I flow,
A quiet force within the deep,
Where resilient roots now grow.
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