My Sleeping Heart
my heart is asleep
my soul wide awake
my voice sings
yet my heart dreams on
the pines and cravens of a sleeping heart
haunts and taunts my spirit
for i have been to a land
a land i cannot comprehend
felt things i cannot explain
so be good to me
oh vast, but fearful mind
stop your search
and find a way
to awaken my SLEEPING HEART...
Copyright © Wendy Okeke | Year Posted 2011
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