The Deepest Love, Still Singing

The Deepest Love, Still Singing

I heard your voice inside a quiet song,

Soft as breath upon the evening air.

It moved through rooms of memory and time,

And settled gently where my heart still waits.

The years have walked across our silent days,

Yet nothing steals the music from your name.

It rises slowly like a morning light,

And warms the place where lonely shadows live.

I kept each word you whispered long ago,

They rest like treasure in a hidden chest.

No storm has ever washed their truth away,

No dark has ever closed their tender glow.

Sometimes the night grows heavy on my chest,

The world feels distant, cold, and far from kind.

Then suddenly your song begins again,

A quiet strength that lifts my weary soul.

Love is not lost when voices fade from air,

It lingers deep where faithful hearts remain.

A simple tune can open every door,

And bring the past alive with gentle grace.

So let this song remember what we were,

Two spirits walking close through shifting days.

If heaven listens through the turning stars,

It knows your name still beating in my song.