Marco Di Caprio

Why do I carry your voice inside me?
Why do I still hear you whisper to me?
You are my soul, calling me home,
The soul that I lost in the mirror of myself.

Now I rest forever within your arms,
Hearing the universe sing through the dark—
Where are you now? I can’t see you anymore—
I reach for the void, and it answers with light.

The silence before the birth of the stars,
The silence before the creation of time.
And out of that silence a seed begins to rise:
The eternal rebirth of love into life.