I held my heart in a locked chest
Covered by layers of reservations
And distrust awaitng the one who
Will possess the one and only key;
My heart speaks to me everyday
Telling me the words to write and
The thoughts to record so that the
Key holder will have a pathway home;
My heart no longer cries from the pain
Of mis aligned trust and hollow point
Dreams tearing down the walls of truth
With veils of cruel intentions and dismay;
I visited my heart today as it rested in
A locked chest only to discover that the
Place in which I left it was empty and
The chest laid on the floor in many pieces;
I looked to and fro for my heart only to
Find footprints laid gently in the sand so
I decided to follow in hopes to learn the
Fate of God’s most precious gift to me;
I walked forever to find my heart almost
Quitting many times over but whenever I
Sat to rest I found myself running in the
Direction of the footprints before me;
Through briars of history and thickets of
Tomorrow through valleys of confusion
And rivers of “no confidence” I journeyed
Until I arrived at the only place strong enough
To hold on to the deepest parts of me;
I realized that the only one I could trust
with The most delicate of my emotions
could only Be found when I looked at life
through the eyes of the one whom created me.
Covered by layers of reservations
And distrust awaitng the one who
Will possess the one and only key;
My heart speaks to me everyday
Telling me the words to write and
The thoughts to record so that the
Key holder will have a pathway home;
My heart no longer cries from the pain
Of mis aligned trust and hollow point
Dreams tearing down the walls of truth
With veils of cruel intentions and dismay;
I visited my heart today as it rested in
A locked chest only to discover that the
Place in which I left it was empty and
The chest laid on the floor in many pieces;
I looked to and fro for my heart only to
Find footprints laid gently in the sand so
I decided to follow in hopes to learn the
Fate of God’s most precious gift to me;
I walked forever to find my heart almost
Quitting many times over but whenever I
Sat to rest I found myself running in the
Direction of the footprints before me;
Through briars of history and thickets of
Tomorrow through valleys of confusion
And rivers of “no confidence” I journeyed
Until I arrived at the only place strong enough
To hold on to the deepest parts of me;
I realized that the only one I could trust
with The most delicate of my emotions
could only Be found when I looked at life
through the eyes of the one whom created me.