In the quiet moments…
In the hushed corners of existence, within the gentle folds of silence,
Reside those whispers of the heart, elusive yet profound.
It is only the tender souls, those woven into the fabric of your being,
Who can decode the unspoken language, the silence that surrounds.
For in quietude, when words slip beneath the surface,
And thoughts ripple softly like the caress of a breeze,
It is love that tunes the ears, sharpens the senses,
For they know the rhythm of your heart, its softest pleas.
*
They tread softly on the paths of your silence,
Like moonlight gliding over still waters at night,
Each pause, each breath, revealing more than mere absence
It's in those delicate moments where true connection ignites.
In the sanctuary of stillness, amidst the chaos of the world,
Only those who cherish you can translate the echoes that dwell.
They see the stories written in your eyes, the emotions unfurled,
Their hearts are mirrors reflecting your unvoiced tell.
*
So when you find solace in quiet, remember this truth:
Love is an attentive listener, even when voices cease to sound.
For in the sacred silence, you are never truly alone
It is there that the depths of caring truly abound.
*
Only those who care about you can hear you when you’re quiet.
Only those who care about you can feel your silenced screams.
Only those who care about you can taste your fragile tears.
Only those who care about you can see you through the rains.
Only those who care about you can touch away you’re pain.
In the quiet moments…