I PUT IT ALL TOGETHER WITH THE HELP OF AI

I hear the birds sing in the morning,
I see the flowers dressed in light.
Yet my heart feels torn, worn from its mourning,
While I think of others deep in the night.

The thought of others streams through my mind;
With the birds in the shadows, I find my kind.
The way to a circle is the way to your heart,
Like coming home from the ocean, where journeys restart.

Before the sun breaks across the sky,
I wait for the weight of pain to fall.
I long for words my soul won’t try,
For silence holds me, deaf to my call.

So I seize my spirit, I lift a plea,
And in that cry I am not ignored—
For deep within, awakening me,
The lion inside is ready to roar.

Remembering the sacred letters etched on a page,
the music that burned through our veins like fire,
stones that yielded easily to our touch,
and the fields where my little girl now lies in quiet dream.

Promises murmured beneath the veil of night,
flowers kept safe by unseen guardians,
hats worn like masks in forgotten hours,
children carried into the silence of eternity.

The light of our energy, flickering between realms,
mistakes that lingered like shadows on the wall,
the love we had, unspoken yet eternal,
the love we shared, fragile as breath,
the love we gave, woven into the unseen,
the love we created, beyond flesh and time—
the love of a lifetime,
haunting, unending,
still calling my name.

unwritten WAITING