The heaviness of heart lifts.
I want it gone, but I hold it tighter still.
Crashing through me, knocking me down, picking me up.
It needs to go, it has to.
Lost to love, feeling our hearts fade.
You are gone.
Her face assumed a distant air,
A strong veil of old sadness.
She was relatively still young.
A butterfly in her prime of life.
Yet she felt heaviness of heart
That only age could explain.
She had seen him with other girls,
Younger butterflies than she.
Handsome as he was,
He was an attraction in the town.
Suddenly she realized he was free,
And began to notice her as she walked in the public garden.
He saw her as a butterfly, flitting from flower to flower
But he never stayed long, she was convinced.
She smiled, a sudden change of brightness.
He would realize she was not so old after all.
Her face was smooth, an evanescent of age
And wrinkles. Her eye glimmered with mirth.
Afterall wasn’t she as beautiful as any other butterfly?
Perhaps he would ask her out. Would she accept?
It would not last, she knew him too well.
Too many butterflies for her liking.
So, she’ll decline politely and show him the door.
It did not take him too long to ask her for a date.
Absentmindedly, she gladly accepted.
I don’t know what
This strange feeling
I have inside
Feel like screaming my heart out
I don’t know why
This heaviness of heart
Makes me feel like falling
The universe seems so reluctant
To enlighten me with the answer
I don’t know how
To get away from this mess
To survive from drowning
In the sea of doubt
This feeling
Is it deceptive?
Gray clouds amassed coat the morn sky
Damp fills air birds chatter near by
There is not peace within
What will come from the clouds_unknown
Will today there be a storm blown
Or will those just have been
There is heaviness of heart
From disturbance that is my part
Lord, help me settle now
Hard feelings do not need to have
Love can not flow in need of salve
Lord, let me repent now
With glimmer of hope
and heaviness of heart
we light a candle,
to shine away
for wandering souls
that they may find
their way .
To lay to rest
their weary heads
and console
their troubled minds.
Release their souls
from life’s torment
and find
a peaceful home.
We light a candle
to bring us hope
that one day
we shall know,
where we will be
as one family
and know where
our souls go.
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