Beneath the tangled branches high,
Where whispers dance in gentle sigh,
A thread unseen, yet strong it binds,
Uniting hearts and kindred minds.

Through distances that fade away,
In silent words we softly say,
A tapestry of dreams we weave,
In every breath, in every leave.

The stars above, they know the tale,
Of bonds that neither time can pale,
For in the night, when shadows play,
Our souls in quiet rhythms sway.

So let us hold this fragile thread,
In every tear, in every tread,
For in this dance, we find our way,
Connected by the light of day.