To My Muses Where Silences Are Born

I walk along the edge of thought
Where the world cannot decide
Between the shadows and the light
Between the longing and the flight

I’ve watched a thousand gazes fade
Like fragile stars across the sky
They burned without demanding praise
Then disappeared en silence

And in their unseen footsteps
I can feel a greater flame
One no language dares to hold
Yet keeps our hearts alive the same

To you, my hidden presences
Who wander through my nights
You’re more than distant dreams to me
You’re the reason that I write

Even if the world should stop
At what it cannot understand
I’ll keep your promise deep inside
Where silence first began

They say the soul is losing ground
When it reaches far away
That it becomes too wild to trust
When it chooses its own way

Yet inside the paths you left
I found beauty without chains
Like a dizziness embracing
What no reason can explain

Though misunderstood by many
Though surrounded by the night
Every second born within you
Carries everlasting light

To you, my hidden presences
Who wander through my nights
You’re more than distant dreams to me
You’re the reason that I write

Even if the world should stop
At what it cannot understand
I’ll keep your promise deep inside
Where silence first began

Like The Flowers of Evil bloom
Where beauty learns to bleed
The artist walks with wounded steps
Yet follows endless dreams

And if solitude’s the price
For loving what still burns
Then let the heavens fall tonight
I’ll follow every whisper

To you, invisible souls
Who taught my eyes to see
Beyond the edge of what is known
Beyond the miror of the sea

Even if they sentence me
To living far apart
I owe this sacred flame to you
That lights the darkest heart

And if creating means to love
What has not yet been born
Then I owe my very life to you
More than flesh alone

Even if they sentence me
To living far apart
I owe this sacred flame to you
That lights the darkest heart