The Sandstorm Winds of My Heart
My heart is like desert terrain
Sands ever changing, shifting
In constant flow
Pushed high and low
By the sandstorm winds
Of my needs
At times, a gentle breeze pushes me…
To watch over you
To care for you
At other times, a mighty wind pushes me…
To command you
To force you
To push you down on sand dunes
That rise and fall
To the rhythm of my stormy love
Demanding of you complete surrender
To go where you’re lead
Like sand, to be held in my hands
To be shaped by the sandstorm of my love
Here, here in the desert of my heart
Eileen Manassian Ghali (inspired by something she read!)
Often what others share with us inspires us and serves as a catalyst for us to spin something based on that foundation and embellish it as we go along. This poem is an example of that! Hope you enjoy!!!
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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