Wandering Heart

Rushing waters,

Ample soul.

Where to turn?

Only You know.

. . .

Jagged rocks,

Piercing doubt.

As the path deepens,

“Where are You?” I shout.

. . .

Muddy paths,

Distractions embrace.

As my downward eyes miss,

Your beloved-pursuing chase.

. . .

A quiet forest,

My anxiety at ease.

I hear Your whispers,

“Let me love you, please.”

. . .

Nature’s colors colliding,

Momentarily, I pause.

Recapturing beauty,

Reestablishing cause.

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