The Infinite
The morning breaks with golden light,
A whisper soft, a pure delight.
The dew on grass, the song of birds,
Say more than pages full of words.
A child’s laugh, a lover’s gaze,
The quiet warmth of sunlit days.
A bloom that bursts through concrete stone,
Reminds the heart it’s not alone.
The ocean’s pulse, the mountain's hush,
The fleeting thrill of first-time rush.
The stars that burn a million years
Yet sparkle gently through our tears.
A stranger’s kindness, unforeseen,
The space between where we have been.
A breath, a touch, the truth in art—
These are the things that stir the heart.
Life doesn’t shout its grandest part,
It tiptoes softly through the heart.
And if we pause and look around,
We’ll find its wonders still abound.
About the Creator
Gabriela Tone
I’ve always had a strong interest in psychology. I’m fascinated by how the mind works, why we feel the way we do, and how our past shapes us. I enjoy reading about human behavior, emotional health, and personal growth.
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