Silent Hymn

She left no echo, made no sound, Just folded time without a frown. No curtain call, no loud applause— Just grace departing without pause. A hand once warm now gently still, A final breath, a resting will. And yet, her presence lingers on— In morning light and dusk till dawn. Soft is the way the faithful part— A silent hymn within the heart. No need for words, no need to cry, Just love wrapped in a silent hymn. In quiet grace, their spirits fly.