When the winter wind whispers
to your battle-hardened soul,
and home seems too far away
to seek shelter from the storm;
When summer's vile tongue
breathes despair into your spirit,
and the road is too long
to bear the weight of the world;
Listen to your heart, my love.
Listen to your heart.
When autumn thunder screams,
resonating through your core,
and it seems there is no warm place
to lay your worries in the night;
When spring arrives, and tender buds
unfurl, heaven's tears glistening
in corners of your weathered eyes,
so fearful of the unfamiliar daylight;
Listen to your heart, my love.
Listen to your heart.
Hear it cry out for you in the night
and kindle its ashes with my candle,
for I shall be your torch in the tunnel
and melt the ice within your soul;
Listen to your heart, my love.
Listen to your heart.
♥
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