The Wind in My Heart & The Heart’s Descent
The Wind in my Heart
Wind, where is it?
It comes, and it goes.
It makes it’s way through the leaves of a tree,
yet I am not able to see
where the wind comes from, or where it will go.
I like the way the wind makes the tree leaves sound.
It is a peaceful tone much like a gentle rain
on a cool summer night.
There is a similar wind in my heart.
It makes it’s way through my soul,
and I am fresh again.
It is the air I breathe,
and the force that gives me life.
* Note on the above poem; This poem was written years ago when I was in Seminary looking out my dorm window as the wind blowing the leaves of a tree in front of me. This was at night and very inspiring to me as I put pen and ink together in creating this poem.
The Heart’s Descent
The descent into one’s heart
reveals multiple layers
and endless paths
uncovered by grief.
Our heart is broken
experiencing the hope of spirit
through the devastation of loss
moving us into an abyss.
Often, an attempt to retrieve
what cannot be
guides our heart deeper
into a core of existence.
Where our heart yields
to what is beyond it,
awakening our soul
bathing in eternity.
Samuel Oliver, author of, “What the Dying Teach Us: Lessons on Living”
For more on this author; http://www.soulandspirit.org
