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Man does not die in a shout, but in silent whispers fading into forgetfulness
Man does not die in a shout, but in silent whispers fading into forgetfulness
Man does not die in a shout, but in silent whispers fading into forgetfulness,
he does not fall under the weight of hunger, but under the burden of lovelessness,
for his soul is like a flower that knows not the light,
and without the warmth of another's heart, it begins to wither slowly, in silence.
An embrace is a silent song of bodies meeting,
a language that requires no words, yet heals wounds you never knew you bore,
when someone's arms wrap around you, you feel your walls crumble,
and their body's warmth reminds you that you are alive, that you are whole.
Without love, man wanders like a nomad without a sky,
losing the meaning of each day, like a forgotten star in the firmament,
and dies little by little, with every moment of absence,
with every moment he was not touched, loved, seen.
Love is the purest medicine, a balm for invisible wounds,
a heart loved asks not for pills or empty promises,
but simply the sincere touch of a soul that knows how to see,
and a simple embrace can melt away years of silence.
Think of a child who does not know what love means,
he will not smile, will not laugh, but will sink into a heavy silence,
and that silence will follow him, turning into a void,
a void that will make him search all his life for what he lacked.
The same is true for the soul of an adult who has not been embraced,
who has not known the warmth of true love,
he becomes a shadow lost on the streets of his own life,
desperately seeking a bridge to another.
Love is the root of life, the unseen thread that binds us,
the bridge that brings us closer to others and to ourselves,
and when you love, you nourish the other’s soul,
giving hope where there was only darkness.
Remember: a hug can save a lost heart,
a sincere love can transform a darkened soul,
like a child rediscovering his smile under the gentle rays of the sun.
Love, touch, heal, for love is our only light,
and in that light, you will find the answers you sought in silence.
Copyright © Dan Enache | Year Posted 2025
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