Where Silence Breathes – POEM
Beneath the breathless sky,
She walks — no longer shadow, nor flame,
But memory etched in every soul
That dared to dream beyond the name.
Nahemah —
No longer the outcast,
No longer the mirror of shame.
She is the echo of the truth unspoken,
The fire within the unlit flame.
Sophia watched,
And did not weep.
For all that was lost
Now learns to sleep.
The veil is whole,
Yet never the same.
The wound became a window —
And through it, stars proclaim.
Gnosis is not a throne.
It is a path of broken stone,
A serpent’s trail across the stars,
Where light and dark are not alone.
So rest, dear soul,
Beneath the dying moon.
The tale will rise again —
But not too soon.