Celestial Murmurs

whispers drifting on silver air
brushing over skin like light
folding into soft waves of wonder

the air humming with distant songs
rising and falling through open sky
weaving threads of longing into breath

each thread spilling color into stillness
petals of sound unfurling quietly
before vanishing into the waiting dark

in the hush between stars
dreams gathering like secret rivers
carrying the weight of memory made gentle

each breath leaning into the next
each moment a glimmer sliding into time

the music finding you without asking
wrapping the soul in pale fire
lifting it beyond sorrow
into the shimmer where longing becomes light

                                                                                                © 2025 Jonny Writes