Wednesday 27 December 2017

My Heart

My Heart is empty
          Is it Open?
I do not know

My Heart is a Portal
Into Somewhere
Deep
         Shared by boundaries of snow
It is the Hawk in deep Winter
Who shares warmth
With Fire's glow

My Heart
Is a Message 
With words
          Words that find pleasure
          Words that have measure
          Words that are a treasure          
To Heartists like me

My Heart
Is abstract in Nautre
Its strength found in Trees
          Found on Wood
          Spattered with Paint
Emotion
Set Free

My Heart
Is the Magical Sea
It is the Shore
Where I battle
Now and Then

My Heart
Is the determined
Warrior
Whose feet
Journey
To a Loving End

My Heart
Is the Path to the Way
          Which is that?
I do not Know

My Heart 
Is a Passage
Across time
          Across time
I Dare to Go


Happy New Year to all my Heartists, Warriors of Love.  This past year the battle seemed alive from within, creating all manner of projection and self-reflection.  I am learning to Let Go, Let Live and Let Love.  It is a different kind of Love, Self-Love.  I am a work in progress.  We can change our Universe, our World, our Life, with one sweet intention at a time, it begins with us.

I remain,

Lesley

Hallelujah Heartist, Warrior of Love

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