The Monastery of the Heart In the silence where shadows softly tread, A sanctuary blooms, where whispers thread, The monastery of the heart, concealed, Where faith\u2019s quiet fortress is revealed. Tattered prayers float like incense in the air, Each moment a rosary, each breath a prayer, Chiseled stones of sorrow, joy intertwined, In this sacred haven, the soul is aligned. The candle\u2019s flicker dances, casting light, On the walls of longing, shrouded in night, Veils of the past, like memories, unfold, In the chapel of yearning, where tales are told. Oh, to dwell in the stillness, to seek and to find, The echo of grace in the chambers of the mind, With every heartbeat, the divine draws near, In the monastery of the heart, casting out fear. The cloistered silence sings of battles won, Of love\u2019s quiet triumph when the day is done, Each heartbeat a hymn, each sigh a decree, In the sacred enclosure, my spirit is free. Here, the soul's pilgrimage finds its true aim, In the depths of devotion, I whisper Your name, Oh, grant me the strength to wander and roam, For in this monastery, I find my way home. So I sit in the stillness, where shadows take flight, In the sanctuary of love, igniting the night, The monastery of the heart, forever shall stand, A testament of faith, in Your guiding hand.