Whispers of the Hidden Heart

In the chambers of my heart, there resides a timid bluebird, longing to soar high, But I’m too guarded, too afraid to confide, I whisper, “Stay hidden, don’t let them pry.”

Within my heart, this bluebird takes its flight, Though I drown it in silence and hide its plight, Amidst the masks and judgments so tight, In solitude, I let it sing through the night.

In moments of darkness when tears may fall, When life’s trials and sorrows cast their pall, I find strength within, I stand tall, For my heart and I, we’ve weathered them all.

This bluebird in my heart, my silent guide, Teaches me to be true, to not hide, Though I may shed tears, I won’t be denied, My heart’s resilience, my source of pride.

So, in quiet moments, when no one’s near, I let it sing softly, free from fear, For the bluebird within, my soul’s frontier, Whispers hope and happiness, crystal clear.