I Am Heart Whisperer
I Am Heart Whisperer
Alone I lay here in my room
swallowed by the night.
The quiet whispers in my ears
and says it's time to write.
A broken heart calls out somewhere,
somehow I hear their cries.
Another soul fell victim to
another lovers lies.
I feel the anguish in the wind
my face turned toward the wall.
I try to block it out again
but still I hear the call.
Of broken dreams and promises
that someone didn't keep.
I beg the night not me, not now
I need to get some sleep.
Relentlessly it pulls at me
until I rise once more.
I turn to face the broken hearts
all lined up at my door.
I tell them it will be okay,
I listen one by one.
Trying to comfort each of them
before the night is done.
How this ever came to be
there's no way I can be sure.
All I know it comes to me,
I am Heart Whisperer.
Edwin C Hofert
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