my heart has been on the mend
for what seems like an eternity
gingerly, healing itself,
yet, fearing the hollowness might consume me,
leaving me for dead.
in time a quiet certainty, my soul would derive
seclusion and solitude on my own, all alone.
all these years have passed
as that of the changing seasons.
I had isolated myself
searching for a deeper reason.
as divine intervention lent its hand
I inhaled slowly and took a leap of faith
the immense power of healing cured my
hearts wounds and seemingly began to culminate.
an opus of melodies lingers on moonlights mist,
manifestations of love float on dreamscapes.
my heart had felt an extraordinary sensation,
it began to flutter, resuscitate as if being kissed.
an angelic presence whispered softly,
ever so gently…
“it’s time for you to love again, it’s time for me to set you free.”
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