Where Did My Heart Go
The days are running in front of my and the music is vibrating inside me, daylight is shining in my face and the some things are still out of place; my heart is nowhere to the found and the morning has had me bound.
Oh solace of the night, you have traveled from afar to bring
Peace to this troubled world, I know that you are kind and your love for the human race is divine.
You seek neither money power nor fame and everything you do it is done in Allah’s name, those that seek wisdom from you will make the right decision when the heaven meet with the sun for the world must come together as one and we will live like brothers and sisters throughout the land.
My heart is racing up the hill and I just cannot keep still, I can hear it beating against a strong wind that settle in the tree and the branches are spreading all over me, get up and pace around the room and answers will come to you soon.
Go back a little in time and history will open your mind, rewrite the clause of yesterday and blow the stagnant breeze away. Update the clause that says peace and paint it with love of a higher degree; the thoughts of men cannot be hidden and their action of the past cannot be blotted out; the silent words that have never been spoken will give you the victory at last.
Unscrupulous men of valor lined out on the corridor with necks and chin erected in the sky have breached the barriers and defies the order and still looking for a method to take the blessing away; but the heavens forbids such terrible and wicked sins.
The bald eagle is flying around in the sky, with a vision that bears the secrecy of life; it will solidify the plans and cool down the temperature on the land.
Where did my heart go when I start the show?
Where did my heart go when it has no other place to go
I can hear it beating and mingling with all the greetings,
The ego has gone through the door and my heart is asking for more and love is all over the floor, peace is the power of love that resonates from above, come and embrace me and your spirit shall be free
Where did my hear t go?
It’s time to begin the show
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2025
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