Tựa vào anh, nghe đời thôi gió - khi tình yêu tìm về bến đỗ Rest your heart upon my chest - where love finds its way home

Rest your heart upon my chest - where love finds its way home

Come, rest your heart upon my chest, my love,
Let the weary night surrender to our embrace.
Beyond this window, the world may lose its way,
But here, let tenderness become our place.

Lay your hair upon my beating heart,
And listen to the silence calling your name.
I cannot promise skies without a storm,
But I can love you through the sun and rain.

Let me kiss the sadness from your eyes,
And hold the dreams you never dare to say.
I want to love you more than fleeting passion,
More than the fire that fades with yesterday.

For love is not just lips that meet at midnight,
Nor restless hearts consumed by sweet desire.
It is the hand that finds your hand in darkness,
The quiet soul that keeps a fading fire.

Some evenings, when the moon leans on our window,
And river winds drift softly through the night,
I sit alone and wonder where the years go,
Still grateful that your heart once found mine.

You know, my love, the hardest thing is not
The passing years, the silver in our hair.
It is two hearts beneath the same old roof
That slowly lose the tenderness they share.

A thousand words may live beneath one ceiling,
Yet leave two lonely souls worlds apart.
A bed can hold two bodies close together,
While silence builds a distance in the heart.

And what I fear is not the face of aging,
Nor all the changes time may bring our way.
It is the day you sit so close beside me,
Yet neither heart knows what the other wants to say.

So when your soul grows tired of carrying sorrow,
Come home to me; you need not hide your tears.
I’ll be the quiet harbor of your longing,
The gentle shore that welcomes all your fears.

I love you in the ordinary moments,
In morning tea and dinners after rain,
In little notes, in unremarkable kindness,
In choosing you through sunshine and through pain.

And if one day our hands grow old and trembling,
If kisses lose the fire they once knew,
I still will want to wake beside you,
And find the morning beautiful with you.

For passion may rise like flames across the heavens,
Then turn to ashes in the winds of time.
But love, when fed with patience and compassion,
Becomes a river flowing beyond time.

So rest your heart upon my chest, my darling,
Let no unspoken tenderness depart.
Life is too brief for love to live in silence;
Hold me while we still can hold each other’s heart.

I need no heaven hidden past the stars,
No golden throne, no promised paradise.
Just you returning at the end of every journey,
With love still shining softly in your eyes.

And you, my love, are more than all my longing,
The chosen shore where all my restless rivers end.
Through every storm, through every changing season,
I’ll love you with a tenderness that will not bend.

For home is not a place beneath the heavens;
It is the heart that never turns away.
And if the world should ask where love has led me,
I’ll say: To you, my love. To you, I’ll stay.