The Song Beyond Words

There is a song deeper than language,
older than memory,
sung not with lips,
but in the quiet between heartbeats.

I tried once to name it,
to capture its beauty with lines of thought,
but every word fell silent
before its unstruck music.

This song hums in every atom,
ripples through every breath,
and dances in every gaze
that meets the world without a veil.

To hear it is to remember:
I am not merely a listener,
but the very note
sounding in the infinite —
the song beyond words,
singing itself as me.

— Joe Restman