The Humming Heart

Expressing The Inexpressible

 


Dead of the night, shines the stars
That’s when I hear my whispering heart.

Stories to tell, tales to spin
Where the brave knight searches for the fairest maiden to win
Twisted roads to take, where the shadows dwell
Vanquish the enemy, Fight for your love

It’s the fantasies realm, where reality never calls
I love to hear my whispering heart.

All I need is a start
I’ll weave the story well, Take it to its end
A life happily lived, till death do us apart

So take me to sleep, Oh! King of dreams
Let me cherish the memories of sweet streams,
The scented breeze & the green trees
Where my love waits for me

So as the day ends & the darkness falls
In the lucid night & the shine of stars
I’ll wait to hear my whispering heart.

About this blog

The heart hums something about the ineffable. It’s trying to give you a glimpse into the enigma. You can understand it, yet you can never understand it completely. It is elusive, it escapes. It is within reach, but it is not within grasp. You are always coming closer and closer to it, but you may never arrive. Still the heart waits with hope for the day someone arrives, when the distinction between the seeker and the sought disappears!

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