The heart voice stirs

In time past my heart voice cried out
in a time of pain it burst out
.... the words spoke of my inner turmoil
and of my pain

The heart cried out to be heard and understood
by any who would listen.
The heart spoke of the walls that surrounded it
It begged for acceptance.

Once it had spoken, the heart fell silent
It listened to the echoes of its cries.
The echoes reverberated through years
And the heart could no longer speak.

          Silence

                                Silence

Then the heart began to stir.
The words are bubbling
through the potent mixture
Of hope and anticipation

The steps are seen.....
and the steps are waiting to be trod.

The heart voice is forming
And soon will be heard. 

© Ian Croft December 2018