Heart of love

The heart decide where love
Would set its rest
in the journey endless

Setting foot on hard sands
It drives the deepest feelings
Stumbling and rising
in continuous drive
To join hands with nether
Than the call
That leads the sea

That eternal whisper
Silent sink
Soft laughter
Repeated voices
Calm touches
Sprinkled face

It leads the surge
to a beloved’s pit

The heart in death
Would bear the mark
Of endless trials and test
In the seasons
that partition the rest

MO.

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About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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