The Language of the Heart
Love speaks no words, yet all can hear,
Its gentle song, so pure and true.
A touch, a glance, it draws us near,
And colors life in every hue.
It rises strong, it softens pain,
A fire that warms through sun and rain.
It lives in moments, big and small—
A whispered laugh, a shared embrace.
It lifts us up when we might fall,
And leaves its mark, a tender trace.
For love is vast, and love is kind,
The bond that ties both heart and mind.
Through trials faced and years gone by,
Love bends, but never truly breaks.
It sees the soul behind each sigh,
And gives far more than it may take.
A promise kept through fleeting days,
A steady light through changing ways.
From mothers’ hands to lovers’ eyes,
In friendship’s trust and family’s care,
Love lives where truth and hope arise,
In every life, it’s waiting there.
It’s not confined to space or time,
For love endures, forever prime.
So cherish love, its endless gift,
A force that holds the world as one.
It teaches hearts to heal, to lift,
And shines as bright as any sun.
For in this life, both near and far,
Love is the brightest guiding star.