An Unheard Note.

I was a note upon the breeze, Soft, faint, just waiting to be heard. You walked right past with perfect ease, Never catching that quiet word.

I lingered in the space between, A melody beneath your day. But you, too deaf to hear unseen, Turned your heart the other way.

I was a chord that didn’t play, A line that vanished in the air. An echo lost as you walked away, Dissolving into soft despair.

You never paused to hum along, Or wonder what the tune could be, So I was silenced, though still strong— A harmony you’ll never see.

Now I remain, a note misplaced, Tangled in a song you’ll never know. A whisper floating out of grace, A love with nowhere left to go.