In the hush of a weary, wandering day,
When dreams seem lost and skies turn grey,
There blooms a light, soft as a sigh
A whisper of peace from the bluest sky.
It comes not loud, but kind and near,
A hand to hold, a soul to hear.
In quiet corners where teardrops fall,
Solace answers with no voice at all.
She cradles hearts with velvet grace,
Filling the cracks time can’t erase.
Like sunlight streaming through the leaves,
She teaches the lonely heart to breathe.
A mother’s hum, a friend’s warm gaze,
A memory that softly stays—
She dwells in laughter after pain,
In blooming flowers kissed by rain.
And when we feel we’ve lost our song,
She hums the tune and sings along.
Not to erase what came before,
But to remind: we can be more.
So here’s to solace, gentle and true
A gift the stars wrapped just for you.
May you find her in your quiet space,
And wear her light upon your face.
Anjali Saxena…. Prabal
Navi Mumbai….Maharashtra
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