It speaks in expressions only I can comprehend,
I listen as it tells me how to follow my soul within,
Although not always accurate, the way it guides me through,
I take in its consideration as it tells me what to do.
Sometimes I find happiness and wisdom beyond my years,
Sometimes I find heartache and sadness within my tears,
Yet like a scavenger hunt, it searches for every delicate piece,
To mend the heart of someone who yearns to love like me,
Like an echo in my ear, it never goes away
Giving direction like a map, telling me where to stay,
Overtime, I’ve learned to appreciate this voice
Allowing my heart to be filled and rejoice,
Bringing perspective of what to take care of,
While creating joy I never knew of,
In return, I inherit more fortune than any rich man above,
Finally surrendering to the language of love.
Dolisha's Poetry 