Love for Mood

Hark, muse, and sing of love’s unfathomed sway,
A gentle force that guides us day by day.
Not born of fire or passion’s sudden blaze,
But woven through the slow unfolding of our days.
It starts as mist, a whisper on the breeze,
A quiet comfort found in rustling trees.
A knowing glance, a smile that understands,
The subtle shifting of unspoken hands.
The morning light that paints the eastern sky,
Reflects the peace that in the heart does lie.
A shared silence, richer than any word,
A melody the soul has always heard.
When shadows lengthen and the day grows old,
This steady love, a story to be told,
Remains a beacon, constant, warm, and deep,
The promises our faithful spirits keep.
It shelters us from storms that rage and blow,
A gentle current, steady in its flow.
No grand pronouncements, no elaborate plea,
But simple, human, pure sincerity.
It is the balm that soothes a weary mind,
The quiet joy that’s difficult to find.
A tapestry of moments, soft and true,
My love for mood, forever, yes, for you.