Life Happens . . . in my Heart

Embrace the Voyage

Sailing beyond seafaring horizons,
under the canopy of southern skies,
the vessels embracing friendship's sirens,
hugging each other, head to chest, time's prize.
Drawing my heart through shoulders, past elbows,
pulsing into my hands upon his back,
every sense feeling excitement's shadows,
as arms fall to waists, eyes gaze, interlock. 

Feeling akin to the silky smoothness
of a chocolate peanut butter milkshake,
flowing over my tongue, superb goodness,
gratifying sensations, wide awake.
Caressing hands ignite the fire within,
sparking desires' flames in living cells,
arterial whispers, breaths of passion,
play harmonic rhythms, my heart, love spells.

In the Heart of the Stars

Galaxies beyond the darkness of space
beckon the seeker of truth and pure light.
From the first spark of life, the innocent
breathe all the wonder and glory of God.
Infant of eternity, gaze, embrace,
soul's beauty, in simplicity, delight.

Yearning grows with each sunrise and sunset.
The solitary dance in the shadows
of opposition and awestruck belief
hasten the mirroring image of love.
Divinely planted in the center's core,
I know and feel my essence in stardust.

My Heart

The ocean roars its powerful display
under looming, 
watchful, 
thunderous clouds
while the wind howls its orders, 
nature moans
when heaven sheds tears 
of anguish and pain.
Watery depths release the captive soul
to the elements of opposition.

My heart, like an ocean harbouring life,
inhales the scent of salty waves.

My heart, like a cloud for nature's moisture,
feels refreshing showers of pure love.

My heart feels the wind whispering kisses,
blushing my cheeks with cherished memories.

My heart is a receptacle of joy.

Caverns of love release the seeking soul
to roam the paths of enlightenment's truths.

My heart feels the tides of opposition,
and calms the tempests with faith in my God,
harbouring beautiful, see, life, I love.

When ominous clouds shadow a fierce storm,
prayers for deliverance 
wash away fears.

As hurricane-force viciousness threatens
divine nature's gifts of knowledge and peace,
soft-spoken words settle into my breast.

Though torrents and floodgates 
overwhelm tear ducts,
merciful grace 
fortifies willpower to overcome 
weakness and exclaim, 
Joy!
The captive and the seeking soul, I know.