Hidden Stars
I did not ask
for the world to stop —
just for the echo to answer.
but silence
grew its own wings.
so i followed
the quiet,
to the river,
to wild grass,
to birds that sing
before dawn.
there,
i learned something
soft and strong:
that I can keep walking
even if the stars stay hidden
Now—
I walk not to be followed,
but to feel the ground
under my feet.
To breathe
and know:
i am still here.
and that is enough.
Copyright © Zobarya Fakhar | Year Posted 2025
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