Melodies Of The Heart

In the caves of the spirit, where reverberations dwell,

Dance the songs of the heart, unconfined.

Murmurs of dreams, delicately they coast,

Painting life's material with colors vague.

In the quiet of dusk's hug,

Where shadows blend with the blurring light,

Love's delicate touch leaves nary a follow,

Be that as it may, in the profundities of the spirit, it touches off.

An ensemble of giggling, a theme of tears,

Each note a story, traversing the years.

In the cadence of breath, in the quiet of fears,

Dwells the embodiment of all we hold dear.

Through the valleys of distress, and pinnacles of joy,

The heart's song guides us as the night progressed.

With each beat, a story takes off,

Winding around an embroidery of life, woven tight.

So let us tune in, with ears adjusted,

To the murmurs of the heart, delicately warbled.

For in its melody, our insights are marooned,

Directing us through life's perpetual storm.

Tunes of the heart, timeless and valid,

In each spirit, they track down their presentation.

An orchestra of life, in shades of each and every tint,

Perpetually singing, in me and in you.