Harmony of Heart

In the quiet moments, where silence is gold,

Through the corridors of feelings untold,

A story unfolds, a tale to be told.

It’s a promise that stays, a hand to hold,

In the stillness, emotions take flight,

Soft murmurs painting the canvas of night.

Secrets shared in the language of sighs,

As the moon watches with understanding eyes.

A gentle breeze, whispers through trees,

A serenade carried on the evening breeze.

It is a language, unspoken yet heard,

A lyrical sonnet, each unspoken word.

In simplicity, emotions find their art.

Painting a portrait with whispers of the heart.