In the dance of time, a silence lays,
Answers echo softly, sometimes lost in the haze.
Let’s step in their shoes, understand their way,
And if waiting feels heavy, let’s allow time to sway.

A heartfelt embrace, a promise to share,
If seeking their presence brings joy to despair,
Maybe they’re traveling, in a world far and wide,
Let the breeze pass gently, let it flow with the tide.

Each wound is a mirror, reflecting their core,
Apologies build bridges, inviting us to explore.
Each carries their burden, their mountains and sand,
Let’s recognize in life, each plays their own strand.

If courage eludes, and time feels like scorn,...