1
When
there was only silence,
your name
became
the first sound.
2
The silence of the sky
pressed against my shoulders—
the echo of you
broke it open.
3
I whispered
your name—
the skin of silence
split.
4
Facing the wall,
I spoke—
my shadow
answered.
5
Night
melted
in my eyes.
No one knew
from where
morning arrived.
6
In pain,
I smiled—
the world
wept.
Morning
was already awake.
7
I folded the night
beneath my pillow.
Morning
leaned in
through the window.
8
Darkness
broke apart
in my hands—
light
spilled
through the door’s thin seam.
9
A solitary cloud
spoke of rain
to the desert’s cracked skin.
10
In a bucket of ash
I planted a seed—
smoke
grew green.
11
I breathed
the scent of earth—
a root
rose
inside me.
✍️ Arsalan – Wiesbaden
April 7, 2026 🌿
