The Silent Echo

In the quiet moments between heartbeats,
I found a universe of unspoken words.
Echoes of silence, reverberating through empty spaces,
Telling stories that lips dare not utter.

The weight of thoughts too heavy for sound,
Suspended in the air like morning mist,
Visible only when light catches them just right,
Then gone, dissolved into memory.

I collect these silent echoes,
Store them in the chambers of my heart,
Where they pulse with the rhythm of truth,
Speaking volumes in their quietude.

For in silence, I have found,
The most profound conversations begin,
When words step aside,
And the soul finally speaks.