Harmony in Three

The bond between sisters is more than blood—
It’s a glance that understands without words,
A hand reaching out when storms roll in,
A shared warmth in the coldest nights.

Sisters are songs sung deep within the heart,
Whispers of protection in a world that forgets to be kind.
When one falls, the other doesn't ask why—
She simply sits beside her,
Waiting quietly for strength to return.

They grow together,
Sharing scars and small dreams,
Lighting hope in one another
And learning to be strong without losing softness.

Some love has no name—
The love between sisters is one of those things.
Like wind and wing,
Like soil and root,
Wherever they are, they are woven together.

For a woman's heart knows how to hold,
And sisterhood—
Is the thread that never breaks.

Art by Serin Alar