a sanctuary for the soul; remnants of emotions unspoken, unheard and may be deemed trivial. A kaleidoscope of feelings. Lofty sensations only a sensitive heart can fathom.
(Note: all the poems featured in my blog are my original compositions unless otherwise stated.)
I accept the seasons changing, so too must I learn to accept the
seasons of my heart. My summer-heart stood in the sun and felt pain. My
autumn-heart retreated from the changing wind and my winter-heart grows a
protective coating. It is healing, awaiting the spring. I stand watch
as the seasons unfold across the fields and so does my heart."