MY HEART IS BUT WISE

A heart that’s been broken is a heart half dead
I say this for I’ve had my share of ache
Each inch of me knows the devastation
Each piece of me shy every confrontation with love

I tell myself with conviction
That I won’t fall
Except my mind is deceptious
My heart is but wise
I fail myself over and again
For before I know it
I’m  right where I began,  hurt

Nay I’m a fool
To think I’d find comfort were thorns peek
To think I’d find calm in the cruel blaze
To think I’d find warmth in the blistering cold

Nay I’m a fool for I don’t know better
I’m a fool for I don’t heed
I’m a fool for I don’t  learn
Endlessly I’m  drawn to the same path again and again
A path where broken hearts are made whole
Only to be broken once more

Muzamir

PS: MY heart is but wise,  but in the right place it can be.  A place of compassion for self,  a place of inner discovery  and inner tranquility.