She walks in rooms where silence hides it face,
Not loud, but warm-a hush, a golden thread.
She touches cracks that time cannot Lace,
And brings back truths that long ago were dead.
She melts the ices that wraps around the Insides,
And stands where fear and shadow still reside.
A flicker dressed in silver soft she Greets,
No sword, no Storm , just bare and steady beats.
She doesn't run, she doesn't Harbor pride
She only stays to Tell what pain denied.
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hey pen pal I'm on computer do I cant really say much since I'm bad at typing but I really loved the core meaning of the poem to use softness over force I love the deep emontial walls and fears that cannot be taken down by aggression but can be n gently melted away by fearless love (sorry if I had my phone I would use my mic to get into more depth)