Subtle, Subtle

Subtle, subtle, in the quiet, we can find, our inner self guides, inspiring us to grow.

In the quiet of the evening, 

shadows start to cast around;

views blurry in the twilight, 

as the colors fade off.

A gentle breeze is stirring, 

change in the air,

starlit of soft enchantment, 

floating everywhere.

Subtle, subtle, 

like a a stream in the flow,

Softly weaving moments, 

hidden from the valley deep.

In the hush of the change, 

where the mind can feel,

Subtle, subtle, the feeling is oh so real.

A  voice across the street, 

a tear that says it all,

In the midst of fleeting moments, 

we remember and sometimes forgot.

Every little gesture, every sigh and frown,

Tells a story softly, in the quiet atmosphere.

In the shades of twilight,

 where the world keeps evolving,

We read the idea in the silence all around.

Every little detail, 

every soft embrace,

In the subtle understanding , 

we find our shared space.

So let’s cherish these moments, 

let them softly flow,

In the gentle symphony, 

side by side,

we can grow.

Subtle, subtle,

 in the quiet, we can find,

our inner self guides, inspiring us to grow.

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