Beneath the Quiet Sky

 Beneath the Quiet Sky

Beneath the quiet sky of dawn,
Where shadows fade and light is drawn,
I wander through the waking day,
And feel your presence lighting my way.

The trees lean low, their branches sway,
Dancing to the tune of a new-born day.
The river hums a silver song,
Carrying whispers the whole day long.

I think of laughter, bright and free,
Moments of joy you’ve shared with me.
The touch of hands, the stolen glance,
A world transformed in simple chance.

There’s magic in the smallest things,
The flutter of birds, the brush of wings.
The dewdrops clinging to the grass,
The fleeting shadows that slowly pass.

I love the way your eyes can speak,
Of hidden worlds, of wonders unique.
A glance, a smile, a gentle nod,
A bridge between the heart and God.

Through stormy nights and restless seas,
You’ve been my anchor, my gentle ease.
A steady flame when the world is cold,
A hand to hold, a warmth to hold.

We’ve wandered through streets, both old and new,
Chasing sunsets painted in every hue.
Through alleys silent and crowded squares,
Finding beauty hidden unawares.

I love your laughter, free and bright,
Ringing like bells in the quiet night.
I love your voice, its tender tone,
A song that makes the soul your own.

Time drifts onward, seasons bend,
Yet our journey continues without end.
Moments linger, soft and bright,
A constellation in the night.

Even in silence, your presence stays,
A quiet comfort through restless days.
No words are needed, none define,
The depth of your heart touching mine.

Memories gather like autumn leaves,
Scattered and golden, yet each one weaves
A story of love, of trust, of care,
A treasure too precious to compare.

I love you in the morning hush,
When dew clings softly to the brush.
I love you when twilight paints the skies,
In amber light where your beauty lies.

Through fleeting hours, through winding ways,
Through mundane toil and golden days,
I walk with you, I share your path,
Through storms and sun, through aftermath.

No poem could hold the full expanse,
Of love that sways, that dares, that dances.
It flows like rivers, bends like streams,
It carries whispers, it carries dreams.

And when the night returns to day,
When fleeting moments drift away,
I’ll still find you in every light,
In every shadow, in every sight.

Love is not just fire that burns,
It’s the quiet song that softly returns.
A melody, soft and endlessly long,
A bond unbroken, steadfast and strong.

So let us walk through dawn and dusk,
Through fields of gold and evening musk.
With every step, with every sigh,
Our hearts will echo, you and I.

And when the world falls still and deep,
When mountains rise and valleys sleep,
I’ll hold your hand, I’ll feel your heart,
A love unbroken, never to part.