The Invisible Moments

We spend our lives chasing the loud things
the applause, the milestones, the glittering rings.
We run toward horizons with our arms full of ambition,
shining loud and bright, as if glory needs petition.

But life, in its quiet wisdom, keeps softening our gaze;
the real miracles wait in the corners of our days.
The small, uncaptured moments that arrive unannounced,
the softness we share in the spaces unbound.

No spotlight, no noise - just the presence of love;
a head on a shoulder is more than enough.
Laughter between chores, dinners eaten in silence,
these are the soft rituals that stitch our days into alliance.

And this is the lesson life keeps trying to teach,
that the glory we chase is never the thing to reach.
For in the silence between heartbeats is where love softly stays,
The truest meaning of life woven through our fleeting days.
Not in the noise but in moments tender and small,
the invisible threads of living that quietly hold it all.