The Melody of Truth
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The Melody of Truth
The tears in happiness heal even feigned smile!
The smile hides the pain showing what true trust is.
The traces of trust follow its projectile arch.
Trust elevates faith that leans towards hope.
The wings of trust leave impressions,
That last forever lingering in the minds!
The keyhole harmonizes
The soulful soaring melody, mellifluous...
Sailing smooth and swift yet not rushed—
In every opening and closure!
Whether open or closed,
The flute only lends soothing music.
The music to the ears, blown into the flute!
Trust enters hearts by the words, blown into the ears!
Like the music drifts through air into the ears,
Making the rendition and reception pleasing!
Trust speaks louder trying to reach the distant heart,
In an attempt to be heard by the very soul!
You close or open, keyholes listen upon one,
The enchantment springs from willingness!
Truth or faith, nothing stops or deflects love!
Trust is fostered wherein the hope is flourished!
Trust, not a shape-shifter, needs attention.
People pretend truth is the act of trusting the faith!
Truth thrives not when—
The other person's belief is questioned!
But, trust thrives—
Even after being blamed for the pretension upon thyself.
Faith, the true shape-shifter,
It obviously needs listening ears.
When the listening goes missing,
The heart stops responding and words look pretending.
Perhaps pretending as if believing,
Though, a long way destined towards trust.
The more we trust, the more we understand!
Trust the melody that reaches your heart!
The trust teaches you
The deep emotion, with precision—
A better word with deeper meaning than mere pretending!
The trust that—
Transcends doubts becomes ineffable.
Beyond words, trust hits the soul,
Breaking the boundaries,
A pure truth fails,
In blind trust and hardened faith.
The trust, though a pretense,
Its entirety, steals the truth.
That trusted truth seals—
Your faith in a hopeful love!
Only when the trust shapes,
The faith flows inherent!
The smoother the transition, the subtler the transformation!
The subtler it grows, deeper the understanding.
Truth and faith, together in form,
Whisper an unspoken epic beyond time.
You transform yourself—
Not to prove but to evolve together as one!
∴━━━✿━━━∴ End ∴━━━✿━━━∴
The tears in happiness heal even feigned smile!
The smile hides the pain showing what true trust is.
The traces of trust follow its projectile arch.
Trust elevates faith that leans towards hope.
The wings of trust leave impressions,
That last forever lingering in the minds!
The keyhole harmonizes
The soulful soaring melody, mellifluous...
Sailing smooth and swift yet not rushed—
In every opening and closure!
Whether open or closed,
The flute only lends soothing music.
The music to the ears, blown into the flute!
Trust enters hearts by the words, blown into the ears!
Like the music drifts through air into the ears,
Making the rendition and reception pleasing!
Trust speaks louder trying to reach the distant heart,
In an attempt to be heard by the very soul!
You close or open, keyholes listen upon one,
The enchantment springs from willingness!
Truth or faith, nothing stops or deflects love!
Trust is fostered wherein the hope is flourished!
Trust, not a shape-shifter, needs attention.
People pretend truth is the act of trusting the faith!
Truth thrives not when—
The other person's belief is questioned!
But, trust thrives—
Even after being blamed for the pretension upon thyself.
Faith, the true shape-shifter,
It obviously needs listening ears.
When the listening goes missing,
The heart stops responding and words look pretending.
Perhaps pretending as if believing,
Though, a long way destined towards trust.
The more we trust, the more we understand!
Trust the melody that reaches your heart!
The trust teaches you
The deep emotion, with precision—
A better word with deeper meaning than mere pretending!
The trust that—
Transcends doubts becomes ineffable.
Beyond words, trust hits the soul,
Breaking the boundaries,
A pure truth fails,
In blind trust and hardened faith.
The trust, though a pretense,
Its entirety, steals the truth.
That trusted truth seals—
Your faith in a hopeful love!
Only when the trust shapes,
The faith flows inherent!
The smoother the transition, the subtler the transformation!
The subtler it grows, deeper the understanding.
Truth and faith, together in form,
Whisper an unspoken epic beyond time.
You transform yourself—
Not to prove but to evolve together as one!
∴━━━✿━━━∴ End ∴━━━✿━━━∴
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