A Whisper Of Shadows Poem by juliana stevens

In the twilight's gentle sigh,
where hopes once soared and would fly,
a tender heart begins to break,
as silent stars above forsake.

The echoes dance on winter air,
of laughter lost, or deep despair,
each tear appear upon the skin,
a testament to what has been.

Beneath the weight of whispered lies,
fragile trust bends, and courage dies.
Yet in the dark a flicker glows,
a feeling of warmth that softly shows.

So let us mourn what must depart,
yet carry forth this heavy heart.
For beauty lingers in our pain,
like thriving flowers after rain.

-juliana stevens