The Silence Between Heartbeats

Between the hush of night and dawn,

a fragile rhythm waits unseen.

It is not the thunder of voices,

but the pause that carries meaning.

In silence, grief folds into memory,

and memory bends into grace.

Love does not shout—it whispers,

etching its truth in tender scars.

The heart learns strength in stillness,

where shadows teach the soul to rise.

And in the silence between heartbeats,

we discover eternity’s embrace.

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In the quiet spaces where sorrow lingers, love carves its deepest truths.

Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj

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