Back when you still didn’t know my name

You were a child without wings,
With eyes full of silence,
And the world, like stone, again and again
Did not hear your question.

You lifted your gaze upward –
Not in search and not in supplication,
But as if the sky were already
A friend to your soul.

Summer rustled in the grass,
Days played in your palms.
And in your chest, something incomprehensible –
Like the echo of a distance.

You still didn’t know my name,
But I was already familiar to you.
In your gaze – a flash, like a memory
That had not yet been seen.

When you stared for a long, long time,
Still asking for nothing at all –
I lost my shadow in the clouds,
And for the first time… I felt you.

Not as someone who would one day arrive,
But as the one your heart already carries.
Not as a voice that would call a name,
But as the silence that already knows everything.