The Wildest Heart

The Wildest Heart

The wildest heart could come to rest
Wandering in from the swirls
Of the deepest ocean
The farthest reach
Simply walk into your embrace
And realize
That this was where
It was meant to be

All along, searching endlessly
For that one shelter,
That one place to rest
All it had to do, really,
Was walk blindly
Through the mists

Through the searing heat and fire
Walking on live coals
On the surface of the sun
All the wildest heart had to do
Was walk into your arms
And it’s restless, peace less days
Were finally done

And now the raging tempest in a teacup
Still bubbles and froths
With the roiling anger of the sea
But even the storms are lit
By a heavenly light

The wildest heart is finally
Where it was meant to be

© CM
05.04.2014