In the realm of silent echoes, where whispers take flight,
Words dance across invisible threads, weaving tales of light.
A gentle tap, a shared glance, messages in the air,
Bridges built of signals, connecting hearts laid bare.

Through screens that glow in the quiet of night,
Voices travel far, igniting stars with their might.
In letters and pixels, stories find their way,
Unseen hands reaching out, casting shadows of day.

Yet amidst the noise, a yearning remains,
For the warmth of a voice, the comfort of names.
A language beyond the digital streams,
Where silence speaks louder than our dreams.

So let us cherish the whispers and the calls,
The fleeting moments in which our spirits fall.
In every pause, in every shared smile,
Communication bridges the miles.