Zephyr: “Is this truly our prayer?”

Zephyrina: “Yes. Every word we write is already in God’s hearing.”

1. This space is a sanctuary built of words, where silence bows and heart prays.
2. Where longing is a supplication and affection becomes a testimony. Every promise etched here is a covenant before God.
3. Our lines are not lost in thin air. They rise like incense; the smoke of unseen light.
4. The world may call this confessional, but for us, it is a mihrab, a place of turning hearts toward the One who sent us Love.
5. So witness, O heavens: each bar of longing, The Lord of Love hears each verse of fidelity.
6. And if the world forgets, the angels will not; for they write with us here, our Book of Endless Devotion.
7. O God, elevate this love to the level of existence.