POETRY
Corridors of Heart Time
Where love can smile
In the depths of memory, a heart place dwells, Where whispers of the past revolve, A place of solace, a sanctuary true, Where dreams once flourished, where love grew.
Among the ruins of forgotten time, Lies the essence of a heart’s sweet chime, Lost but not forsaken, it lingers near, A beacon of hope in moments drear.
Seek within, find that heart place anew, Where passion burned with a fiery hue, Embrace the echoes of days gone by, And let its essence paint your sky.
Though miles may separate, and time may fly, That heart place within you will never die, Cherish its presence, let it remind, Of the strength and beauty you left behind.
In the corridors of memory, a heart place resides, Where echoes of laughter and love still abide, A sanctuary of moments, both tender and kind, In the depths of your soul, you’ll always find.
Though miles may stretch between now and then, That heart place endures, a haven within, Where cherished dreams and hopes intertwine, Guiding your path with a light divine.
So when you feel lost or weary in life’s race, Close your eyes, seek solace in that heart place, For there you’ll rediscover strength and grace, And memories of love that time can’t erase.
Embrace the beauty of what once was true, Let it inspire and uplift you anew, For in that heart place, no distance can bind, It’s where your true essence, your spirit will find.
In the echoes of memories, whispers unwind, Searching for that heart place left behind, A sanctuary of love, a haven so true, Where dreams soared high, where skies were blue.
Through the corridors of time, we roam, Yearning for the place that once felt like home, Where laughter echoed in every space, And love’s embrace left a lasting trace.
Though miles may separate, and time may pass, The heart place remains, an eternal hug, It dwells within, a sacred shrine, Guiding us back to where love can smile.
So close your eyes and feel the beat, Return to that heart place, so sweet, For in its warmth, you’ll always find, The love and solace you left behind, revived.
© 2024 Amy Christie
