Whisperings

Quietly... the heart speaks loudly...

 

just rambling semblances of soul whisperings...
as the wind whistles a tune only those with ears can hear
loud and clear

hope appears
even in the midst of glistening tears
hearts share what is meant
even when it doesn't make sense
to the hearts that are sharing them
and the soul laughs
when tickled
as the heart that is prickled
bleeds such simple truths
no need to dilute
what is not
wont be
and what is will never cease~
death such a fragile thing
tricking us to grieve
but it doesn’t have the last say
sacrifice made eternal life
always present
I know cause I have been kissing
heavens blessings
and all the while stressing
made me miss the best part
aint nothing better than when love touches
a wounded heart