My soul speaks

Souls have different languages. Some speak written music, others sing, while still others speak verbally with eloquence. My soul speaks words - on paper, or even before that, stringing together in my mind like long daisy chains. But often when I open my mouth to let them out, the chains are broken; the flowers are blown away.


At times I am frustrated, as it's hard for me to express what my soul knows. Sometimes I feel like my soul speaks a different language than my mind, so when I talk, my heart is lost in translation. But it is my soul that hears from the Lord, as it is His lovely dwelling place. Because He dwells there, anywhere that I might wander has little significance; it is He who guides, He who directs, He who is always constant. He is sovereign in this journey.

In the past, I have been hesitant to share the poetry, analogies, memoir papers, etc. After all, I am the only one who can truly see that my wandering has purpose. But it's time for me to share my wanderings. J.R.R. Tolkien said, "Not all who wander are lost." My wandering soul is steady because of it's Maker, because it is the dwelling place for the most High God.

So now, my soul speaks.

My Heart's Song

There are bars around my heart
Hindering me from taking part
In the life He’s given me,
In the joy that used to set me free.

It is cold in this cell.
The water in my well
Has all dried up,
And I have misplaced my overflowing cup.

The silence is deafening
But my fears are roaring
In my ears and tormenting my mind,
So I watch helplessly as the years pass by

And I do nothing –
Too scared to try anything,
So I huddle behind a locked door,
Afraid to venture out or ask for more.

A gentle wind awakes my soul;
A light floods my dirty, little hole.
I have a visitor in my confining room;
A friend has joined me in my tomb.

But instead of wallowing in the filth,
He tenderly observes my state; His eyes hold a wealth
Of love, compelling me to rise from the dirt.
He draws me close and soothes my hurt.

He breaks the bars
And heals all of my scars.
He lights a fire to warm my soul
And in His presence, passion replaces the cold.

My excited heart beats so fast!
He gave me a peace that He promised will last.
He has righted all of my wrong.
He is my life, my first love, my heart’s only song.