To Kalyani,
Some people enter our lives with noise.
You never did.
You became a quiet change I never saw coming, and perhaps that's why it stayed.
We met by accident,
a gentle shift within,
a quiet fracture
in the rhythm of who I was before.
She carried a stillness all her own,
while the world echoed itself.
Unassuming in her grace,
she never once sought applause.
Subtle exchanges came with ease,
like soft melodies mellowing the soul.
There was boundless room to grow,
where even the slimmest of notes were heard.
She has a tender way of
tuning the notes I forget to hear,
softening the noise I mistake for truth
in a world spinning blind.
Now she is the syllable
behind every thought of mine.
She is the hum that breathes
life into my singing.
Thank you for becoming a quiet part of who I am.
Some people enter our lives with noise.
You never did.
You became a quiet change I never saw coming, and perhaps that's why it stayed.
We met by accident,
a gentle shift within,
a quiet fracture
in the rhythm of who I was before.
She carried a stillness all her own,
while the world echoed itself.
Unassuming in her grace,
she never once sought applause.
Subtle exchanges came with ease,
like soft melodies mellowing the soul.
There was boundless room to grow,
where even the slimmest of notes were heard.
She has a tender way of
tuning the notes I forget to hear,
softening the noise I mistake for truth
in a world spinning blind.
Now she is the syllable
behind every thought of mine.
She is the hum that breathes
life into my singing.
Thank you for becoming a quiet part of who I am.
~ Kalkii
