sacred hearts fallen

In shadows deep, where whispers dwell,

A sacred heart, a silent shell,

Beneath the weight of dreams undone,

It beats alone, a fleeting sun.

With every pulse, a tear is shed,

Of whispered vows, a desperate need.

The scars of time, they etch their mark,

In fragile light, we search the dark,

A sanctuary, both fierce and frail,

Where echoes linger, and hopes exhale.

Oh, sacred heart, in anguish wrapped,

In every sigh, a promise trapped,

Yet through the pain, a flicker glows,

A testament to love that grows.

So let the night embrace the day,

In shadows cast, we find our way,

For even broken, hearts can mend,

In sacred spaces, love transcends.

-Zackary Prince.