My life as a shoe - 7. The ears of my heart

The world speaks softly, but I feel it loud,
Whispers in the wind, lost in the crowd.
My mind runs fast, but it can't keep pace,
With the beating of my heart in this quiet space.

I close my eyes, I let it in,
The voice within, where truth begins.
It's not the sound, but the silence found,
Where the heart knows what's real, where the soul is unbound.

The ears of my heart hear more than my mind,
In the stillness, that's where I find,
What the eyes can't see, what words can't say,
The deepest truths that never fade away.

I used to think the head knows best,
Logic leads, and love is the guest.
But there's a language words can't speak,
And the heart hears every hidden beat.

I close my eyes, I let it in,
The voice within, where truth begins.
It's not the sound, but the quiet tone,
Where the heart listens and feels at home.

The ears of my heart hear more than my mind,
In the stillness, that's what I find,
What the eyes can't see, what words can't say,
The deepest truths that never fade away.

When the world is loud, and I feel lost,
I'll listen deep, no matter the cost.
For the heart knows things we can't explain,
In every joy, in every pain.

The ears of my heart hear more than my mind,
In the calm and chaos, they always find,
The truth beneath, the love untold,
A quiet strength in the depths of the soul.
So I'll listen close, and I'll walk with care,
The heart hears all, it's always there.
More than the mind can understand,
I'll follow its call through sea and sand.