In the beginning it was a quiet call of my heart.
I overheard him.
That call grew louder.
I heard it but didn’t take
it full.
At one point, the call turned into a scream.
Over-listening was no longer going on.
The screaming also got stronger.
I started listening.
The screaming became a dream.
My heart rejoiced that it was heard.
The dream became a thought.
My heart began to bounce cautiously.
But the mind held against it.
The idea became an idea.
My heart blossomed.
Counter-votes came from outside.
The idea became an idea.
I started to trust my heart.
Doubts and dissent were there.
But they no longer had any power.
My heart was stronger.
A performance then became a way.
♥ My Heart’s Way ♥