Breath of Shadows

In the dark velvet of the night
the stars whisper hidden breaths,
a subtle sigh that grazes silence,
among the folds of a dream that fades, light.
Each one breathes an ancient echo,
a secret kept among sleeping lights,
almost an invisible pulse that weaves
filaments of hope through the darkness’ fold.
Silence becomes a caress, it expands,
embracing the discreet rhythm of the stars,
while the heart empties itself of sound,
awaiting a whisper that will not arrive.
And I remain to listen to the hidden breath,
that the night reveals only to dreamers,
a sigh of stars, a sigh of universes,
that graze, but never disturb the silence.