Written in the Ballyhoura Country
HEART SPEAKS
Feelings eacaping through meticulous lines
Wrinkles are symbols of rocks you have climbed
Endings, beginnings, no more dashings and crashings
Inward journey to the end of time
Hopeful and wanting, the circles are calling
Structures are falling and melting all fear
Coming of age, the nearbess of wanting
Has caught you a panting
'OSCAIL ' you hear
Eyes open and beading
Surrender to needing
Feeding emotions and freeing the leash
Let go and be slow
Take time with your dreams
Wherever hearts pumping
And thumping to speak
Create spaces for her graces
And open your beak
She arrests you with her openness
She cannot hold back
Heart pouring
Heart stirring
She speaks to you through cracks
Wishing youll hear her
And carry her home
This heart is racing
She needs time with your soul
Even and cosmic her otherworldly dance
Has captured imaginations
Has opened a trance
Mediumship to fairies
To cosmic affairs
She utters their mumblings
Raising skin bumps and hairs
Freedom from captivity
She utters again
Home is where your heart is heard
Now listen here my friend
'I am waiting for silence
So that I can command your hope
To steer in one direction which will clear all that encroachs
To endings from bendings
Now listen my friends
I am here to deliver
But only if you send
So post it, and roast it
Ill take over from there
Ill bring wantings to your clear dreams
And make your wishes appear'
