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Wednesday, November 27, 2024

Be the Heart by Olivia Salter | Poetry

 



Be the Heart


By Olivia Salter




In a world of noise, where shadows fall,
Be the heart that answers every call.
Not just a flicker, faint and weak,
But the steady flame all souls seek.

Know your worth, your quiet light,
A lantern glowing through the night.
Let no storm dim what’s yours to show,
For love must honor what it knows.

Do not chase fleeting, hollow praise,
Or glances lost in shallow haze.
Seek hands that hold through ebb and tide,
A love that stays, that will abide.

The world may dazzle, tempt, and gleam,
But all that glitters is not your dream.
The rarest love, the truest find,
Grows not in haste, but over time.

Once, I chased a fleeting glow,
A hollow promise I didn’t know.
It left me cold, it left me bare,
A whispered lie dissolving air.

But in the quiet, I learned to see,
The kind of love meant just for me.
It’s not the roar, it’s not the race—
It’s steady steps in a sacred space.

Roots grow deep where waters are clear,
A love that stays, year after year.
Not one that bends to fear or pride,
But one that stands, steadfast inside.

Let no false charm obscure your way,
For love that fades was never meant to stay.
Guard your fire, but let it burn—
For love that’s true will always return.

When storms arise, as storms will do,
Seek the one who anchors you.
Not one who flees at the first rain,
But one who holds through joy and pain.

The crowd may clamor with its cheers,
But don’t let noise drown out your fears.
The quiet heart, the patient hand—
That’s where love will truly stand.

When you find it, you’ll surely know,
It’s not the flash, it’s how it grows.
A bond unspoken, built on trust,
A shelter strong, immune to rust.

The world may offer a gilded key,
But nothing locked can set you free.
True love is open, wild, and vast,
A present joy, not trapped in past.

And when it comes, it won’t demand,
Nor crush your wings or take command.
It lifts, it heals, it lets you be,
A love that thrives on honesty.

So walk with grace, and guard your flame,
Don’t trade your soul for fleeting fame.
The love you seek is love you’ll find,
If first you trust your heart and mind.

Be the heart that stands apart,
The steady beat, the vital part.
In a world of choices, wild and free,
Be the love you wish to see.

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