On a sliver of light, a pure dream settles, like a veil of whispers floating through time
On a sliver of light, a pure dream settles, like a veil of whispers floating through time,
Leaving behind a tender shiver in the heart of the evening, when silences bow in prayer.
Hope is reborn from the ashes of memories, like an unbeaten longing in the trembling heart,
Heavy shadows dissolve in my silent gaze, and an unseen desire comes to life.
Time seems to stop, and the moment becomes a balm that soothes the wandering soul,
Bringing back the memory of an eternal instant, on a thread of light that crosses infinity.
I see you in my thoughts, almost near, with a soul open like a sacred book under the starry sky,
You came as if from a prayer, as if from a dream woven from threads of stars and deep mysteries.
Since then, I carry you within me, my divine icon, sculpted in rays of sun and desire,
You are the secret miracle pulsing in the rhythm of my heart, on a sliver of light.
The evening wind caresses us with the perfume of a rare flower, blooming in the night's silence,
And words gently fade away, like an echo lost in the depths of unknown dreams.
But love does not get lost, nor does it die, nor does it scatter in the relentless wind,
It remains a fragment of immortality, woven on a fragile and pure sliver of light.
If I weep, it is from the fullness of a gifted soul, which has learned to burn and to shine,
Even in the deepest darkness, and in the bright, boundless zenith.
True love does not hide, does not extinguish, does not wither in the shadow of time,
It lives in tears of joy and longing, on a sliver of light that divides eternity.
And if you were to leave, beloved, I would still remain with you, for from your warm and vivid ray
I have sculpted my heart, an altar of love that knows no ends or beginnings.
I will wait for you in secret, like a star that does not bow to the wind or time,
To return from eternity, on a thread of light that traverses the blue and endless skies,
And to find each other beyond time, in a dance of light and love that never ends,
On a sliver of light, where miracles find their home and longings find solace.
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Dan Enache
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