In the dance of fleeting moments,
Words weave an unseen thread,
Connecting hearts and minds,
In whispers softly said.

Through silence they traverse,
A bridge across the void,
Where echoes find their meaning,
And loneliness is destroyed.

The unspoken carries weight,
In glances and gentle sighs,
A language vast and boundless,
Beneath the open skies.

In every pause and breath,
Lies a world of untold dreams,
Communication is the river,
Flowing in silent streams.