Whisper, my heart whispers ~by Linda Willows
Whisper, my heart whispers,
and the silence will not come.
Love winds stir the chambers
and disrupt the peace yet done.
Shall I ever feel the words or
simply let them fall and run.
Shall I end this clever hiding;
give my heart its freedom won…
Simple to denounce all,
hide deep and cloak with the Still.
Adept at all the motions,
I have yet danced to mark my will.
Yet the whispers do not cease
and my soul does hear their call…
words ache into opening
and reveal Loves’ deep flawed fall.
Whisper, my heart whispers
and the silence will not come,
Peace, it measures justly
sees the heart, to Love succumb.
©2012 Linda Willows
Photograph by Shaun Stubley+