Where My Heart Wants To Be

I listen to my own voice

Reverberating in my ears

Then…dying down slowly

Heard well…etched in my mind

Like those moments…

Relived for many moments that follow

 

As the magpie flaps in slow motion

As the hills whisper back to me

The forests in silence…

Stand tall – grounding me

Like those lessons…

Of my childhood engraved for eternity

 

I inhale the hues of greens

Shapes so many, challenging creativity

There…all around on the slopes so steep

At times seeking me, unexpectedly

like those surprises…

Hidden in the crannies of life, incessantly

 

Now, as I walk away from the wild

The unknown to the familiar

I stand lost in my world…

Of so many others like you, like me

But nowhere do I find

The song of the wings

The touch of the slopes

And the smell of the colors

I grope for the place that’s lost…

The place where my heart wants to be…