Blooms from Time's Cracks

In deep cracks that time has carved,
among memories and dreams the wind has carried,
a silence settles, a discreet veil,
guardian of echoes from a secret world.
And there, where the void seemed to reign,
an unexpected flower begins to bloom.
Not vibrant petals, nor intense perfume,
but subtle wisdom, a new sense.
An ineffable peace, pure and bright,
that reveals secrets beyond all might.
It is time’s gift, a voice that is silent,
that finds peace among yesterday’s fragments.
An invisible garden, eternal and flowered,
where silence is a song never heard before.
And within its cracks, a gentle echo,
reminder that beauty is never decline.