In the silence

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In the silence of indecipherable waiting,
where time stands still, eternal and subtle,
whispers of shadows play in the mist,
and the mind, a labyrinth, searches for a feverish thread.

Waiting for a sign, a flash, a wink,
a subtle movement on this chessboard
where the pieces follow their uncertain course,
and destiny peeps out from behind a light veil.

I follow, captive of this dense atmosphere,
where dreams float, like clouds of honey,
building castles in the sand of time,
with the faith that one day the paper will break.