In the silent chambers of our hearts,
A symphony plays, unheard, unseen,
A melody woven with threads of dreams,
Dancing softly in the space between.

Each beat a whisper, tender and slow,
An echo of love, a gentle sigh,
The heart’s own language, secret and low,
Speaking truths we never defy.

Beneath the surface, a river flows,
Carving paths through deep emotion,
In its depths, the heart’s story grows,
A tale of love, of pure devotion.

So listen closely, with ears of the soul,
To the heart’s silent, eternal song,
Let its music make you whole,
Guiding you where you belong.