In the quiet chambers of the heart,
Where whispers softly tread,
Lies a world of silent secrets,
In dreams and thoughts unsaid.

Beneath the surface calm and still,
A river flows so deep,
With currents strong of joy and pain,
In memories we keep.

The heart speaks in a language,
Of love and fear combined,
Its whispers soft like autumn leaves,
To soothe a troubled mind.

So listen close to the heart’s song,
Its melodies so true,
For in its gentle whispered notes,
Lies the essence of you.