At the edge of silence, peace softly speaks
Every moment unfolds secrets it seeks
In the water's mirror, old dreams arise
Every droplet holds stories in disguise
Lips are silent, but the heart has its roar
This view makes every pain softly implore
The breeze carries whispers of tender embrace
Healing wounds in the soul with gentle grace
She sits alone, lost deep in her thought
As if weighing the grief her heart has caught
The trees, the lake, and the air's gentle touch
Nature speaks to her, in its calming hush
In silence are life's mysteries concealed
Unveiling every truth the heart has sealed
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