So Does the Heart

Like the waves of the ocean that rise with intensity and might, then recedes in peaceful quiet, so does the heart,

Like the dry creek, at one time home to glorious, abundant life, but now stands stagnant, so does the heart.

Like the glistening ice crystal on a blade of grass that melts with the dawn, so does the heart,

Like a beautiful flower that opens toward the sun, letting the rays of light warm her in all her vulnerability, only to finally wither and suffer, so does the heart,

Like an overripe piece of fruit still on the vine that splits apart from the volume of goodness it can no longer contain, then eventually falls, so does the heart,

Like the eagle that soars with wings spread, regardless of what is below, knowing only the joy of flight, so does the heart,

Like a little bird trapped in the jaws of a cat, wishing freedom or death, so does the heart,

Like the grain of sand that invades the oyster’s shell and becomes so troubling that he turns it into something wonderful, so does the heart,

Like the torn flesh of an animal, helpless to defend itself against a more powerful predator, mercilessly bleeding, so does the heart,

Like flowing, hot lava from a volcano coming from inside the earth to meet the cold, light of day where it ultimately hardens and turns to stone, so does the heart,

Like a supernova that bursts in the night sky with the heat of a thousand suns, never to be known or seen by a living soul, so does the heart,

Like the flame of a forest fire burning out of control with relentless destruction, but with the promise that all things will flourish again, so does the heart.