🫀 When the Heart Speaks Loudest

It speaks not in thunder, but in eyes that know,
In the hush before truth has somewhere to go.
It blooms in the silence where words fall away,
And lingers in things we’re too fragile to say.

It cries out when justice is shackled and blind,
When cruelty dances with power entwined.
It flares when the twisted parade their deceit,
And your soul stands up before moving your feet.

It’s seen when you’re seen—not for show, not for part—
But the soul behind silence, the shape of your heart.
And it stirs when the world asks you, “Why do you care?”
And you answer, because I was always aware.

― ~<3 ̃̂ͭi̬̣ͮn̏̐ͣf̯͓ͣtͤ̃ẏͯͪ.̃ͬ͐∞ / Ævitas