Knot of Knowing

[Verse 1]
The hum of the crowd, a distant, woven drone,
But your eyes, they caught the filament of my own.
A slight tilt of head, a quiet, knowing nod,
More eloquent than verses, whispered to God.
My hands, they rest upon the cool, worn stone,
Anchored in a story, solely our own.

[Chorus]
Oh, this knot of knowing, silently spun,
Our unwritten language, brightly begun.
Across the crowded room, our threads entwine,
A subtle tapestry, softly divine.

[Verse 2]
I recall the cadence of hands breaking bread,
A map of generations, silently spread.
Now, a softened shoulder, a gaze held just so,
A quiet conversation, only we know.
The scent of frankincense, a memory stirred,
In every unspoken, profound, tender word.

[Bridge]
No need for loud declarations, no grand, sweeping plea,
Just this steady pattern, woven for you and for me.
A lineage of glances, patiently laid,
In the quiet triumph, our souls unafraid.

[Outro]
This knot of knowing, softly drawn and true,
A whisper in the fabric, me and you.