Monday, May 6, 2013

The Heart's Footsteps

Overshadow of consequential regret

looms in stark, yet subtle glances,

when one will gaze and suddenly

retreat, withdrawing all advances.

In the anxious wings fluttering

off the pool’s clear reflection,

pulses quicken and thoughts race

under doubt and self inspection.

Sensing warmth of breath on

numb skin, only to depart.

Evading the heated grasp

so as to not follow one’s heart.

 

Fading after review of actions

that escape life’s chance of joy.

Sobbing in kerchief of sorrow

and using ole sympathy’s ploy.

Twisting in gnarled fashion,

dimly dressed in mourner's black.

Sipping on bitterness ale,

always anticipating the next attack.

Wading in caution’s fountain,

to appear seemingly smart.

Heeding the words of text books

instead of following one’s heart.



Wondering, lost and fearful

in the forest of distraction.

Overwrought with despair

to miss meaningful attraction.

Gliding through sunlit glens

to find a veiled treasure chest.

Keyless frustration consumes

with wails and pounding of breast.

Abandoning the unopened

trunk, no vacancy in the cart.

Nearing but veering astray

to the following of one’s heart.

 

Solitude greets with dawning

ray, silence of spoken word.

Crow to awaken a cold ear.

Meal of stewed oats and curd.

After daily labor of tending

beast and garden comes rest,

until worthy pilgrim wanders

the trail, arriving with the test.

Standing brave under intensity,

agreeing is just the start.

Surrendering, shedding all,

to embrace the following of one’s heart.
 
 

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