My heart aches for
love not shared,
words not spoken and
chapters not written.
I have a hunger for places
I have not been and
songs that are yet to be sung.
My life is beautiful and good,
yet my soul yearns to be
with its common flame,
the one that both calms and stirs me- the one
that helps lift me
to be my greatness self.
So, I will wander until my soul stumbles
into that safe haven where
I will feel settled and loved.
The Whimsey Angel 