And in their hearts
they raised a toast
to this buoyant atmosphere
with sunshine and butterflies
they raised their heartbeats,
to nature
The quiet beat,
of your steady heart,
is my solace,
in chaos,
your eyes,
my lighthouse,
in the storm…
You find me,
when I have stopped looking,
in the desolate shores,
soaked in the high tides of the ocean…
You find me,
in a place of no sound,
when I am lost to be found…
and the quiet beat,
of your steady heart,
is my solace,
in chaos,
and your eyes,
my lighthouse,
in the storm.
In this constellation of unexpressed emotions,
my heart beats,
only for you.
my wind chimes
tinker softly,
at your heart beat.