If only you knew the depth I feel.
Yet dreams, deceitful, weave their guise,
And I awake to an empty sky.
Find me not in fleeting thought,
But in the truths your heart has sought.
Find me where the light does break,
Where sorrow bends but does not quake.
Find me, though shadows cloud the way,
And cradle me through night to day.
Find me, and I shall find you too,
Forever bound, our love renewed.
“Freedom is not a gift bestowed by the world; it is the courage to seek truth when all else is veiled.”
What is freedom in eternal night?
A steady step amidst the blight.
A steadfast heart that dares to see,
The vast expanse of destiny.
To hold the love of those who care,
And, in return, to bravely share.
To cherish self, to stand alone,
To weave your dreams into the known.
Freedom breathes where truth is found,
Amidst the silence, its call resounds.
It lives within, a guiding flame,
A beacon, fierce, that none can tame.
Through days of darkness, cold and drear,
Freedom whispers, steady, clear:
“Rise, for you are more than these—
The storms, the tides, the bending seas.”
“The heart knows the roads the mind cannot traverse. To follow it is to walk with faith through the shadows.”
Follow your heart; let it softly sing,
Through joy’s ascent and sorrow’s sting.
It whispers truths no mind can see,
A melody of what shall be.
Through silent halls where shadows fall,
It leads, unyielding, past the wall.
Though reason balks, though fear may bind,
The heart persists, steadfast, aligned.
It falters not through doubt’s parade,
Nor wearies of the trials laid.
It weaves its course through darkest woe,
And in its faith, new gardens grow.
Follow your heart; it is your star,
A guiding light, both near and far.
It carries you through boundless strife,
The compass of your fleeting life.
“He saw her not as she was, but as his heart willed her to be—a vision of all he cherished and all he dreamed.”
He found his Dulcinea fair,
Her gentle grace beyond compare.
In her, he saw a world divine,
A truth that mirrored his own design.
But I have yet to find your gaze,
To walk with you through twilight’s haze.
He claimed his muse with heart alight,
Yet I am adrift in endless night.
Oh, may my smile one day reveal,
A love as pure, a dream as real.
May I, too, find a heart so true,