Meda

In the shadows of time, a connection stretches
The explanation doesn't matter, only what the soul feels
The essence flows, like a silent river
Whispers that are not said, but are felt in the gaze

One day it opened like a secret door
A sigh pierced the air and lit a spark
That illuminated what had never been seen, and thus history was born
Without anyone knowing when or how it began

It was an afternoon that dissolved into dreams
An instant suspended in the sky
Everything past was erased
Everything that will be began to be woven
Like an invisible thread between the two

Your unexpected presence broke the silence
Disoriented the stillness
As if the universe poured into my mind
A hidden echo that was waiting to find that frequency

I found something forgotten, an ancient echo
A piece of the same cloth that covers all things
A soft reflection of something always present, always invisible

It's not your look or your words
It is the shared essence, floating in the air
An invisible mark that never fades

Medalith, that's your name
Your name remains in the wind, suspended and light
And even if I don't know why
I feel that in some secret corner
Your name is a safe place

Meda, for those who understand soft language
A silent closeness in space
A being without titles but with the weight
Of everything that has not been said nor is said

Maybe one day, in a corner of destiny
I managed to understand something more about you
But the mystery, the distance
They are also part of this bond that cannot be explained

I don't know if these verses will ever touch you
But the expression vanishes if there is no truth
I continue writing without looking for answers
The words are short, they dissolve
The emotion grows and overflows, without asking for or explaining