The Map Of The Heart Poem by Kevin Patrick Brown

The length of a heartbeat was too much time to wait
as I stared into your eyes, my ears straining for news
that all was understood; let us go forward in time.

I stood and watched my life disappear in small shaving
of pain and passion, a puff of breath blows across
the floor, and the scraps vanish in a simple second.

For one instant, all was clear: so sharp and hard, as
strong as a diamond shot into my heart, as hot as
electricity under my skin; Yes, I knew what you felt.

But then, later, was there mention made of the news
that had pierced my soul and melted my heart?
Come home to me, all is ever forgiven and not lost.

We struggle and tear, trying to unfold the map of
our hearts, there are many ways to open up, but
surely there is only one way to fold them in sadness?

You come with me to listen to the sound of the sea
as it relaxes into the sure, strong arms of the shore, and yet
we can always hear the difference of each wave.

Will time roll over us, as if we were simple grains
upon the beach? Have we the strength to float over
the foam as it is presented to ours hearts and minds?

I bow not to the dominion of time, but wait for
the allies of Love to wheel and scatter those who
dare worry my flank, wishing for defeat.

I was not ready to lower my head in simple defeat,
but yearned for the path that was long and hard,
and yet it was the best of all paths: Faith, Love and Trust.