A Canvas of My Heart
Posted by arthenn on April 17, 2008
“A Canvas of My Heart”
A blank canvas I look upon
Staring back
A reflection of another’s creation
The brush of my eyes
Surveys what’s around me
What are these emotions?
I feel
Dormant they lay, words of the unknown
A world
Closed to an outside world
Many years have past
What I see, unable to speak
Withdrawn, fearful of saying the incorrect words
Expressions taking over
Painting an image I don’t see
Charming the one I love
A smile she adores
Embracing her with importance
That continues to grow
A seed for the future planted in this heart of mine
A language I know not of
This invisible wall I have built
Around me
Unable to break through, wanting to love her
More than the first day I met her
Writing with a pen,
A road map, of the ways I love her
Letting go of her
Freeing myself to feel the growth of words
Out of control
The things she remembers are not the same
Today as they were yesterday
Are our bodies in search of another?
I should hope not
For love is still there
They say action speaks louder than words
I don’t know
If I believe that phrase anymore
Actions being external,
Words rising up from the heart
A painter I am not
Applying them words I write
To the canvas of her heart,
My wife’s heart
Seeing if I can paint a secret garden
That will nourish her soul.
©Arthur Henn 2008
