When the Heart Breaks,
It Starts to Rain.
When theres no where to go,
When It starts to ache,
When your legs can’t go,
You, never can tell,
For all the beauty in which we seek
How deep is this emotional well?
We are already exception and unique,
In your new sweet piano songs,
Musing forth magnificent paintings,
In your prayers and tears Spirit comes.
In your silence serene saintings,
In your sounds of inner dream landscapes,
Exceptional and unique,
When the heart breaks,
Is in which we seek.
When the heart breaks
Pours forth Spirit
Muse, to which we create
The beauty we create,
Brings the artist joy
Brings the beholder as spellbound as bright eyed as the young girls and boys
We embrace the beauty the serene and the sublime
We embrace beauty because it is from the divine.
When the heart breaks,
The floods come down like cascading waterfalls from above,
You are a tsunami of feelings all under the book of love,
When my heart breaks,
There I will need to face
When push comes to shove,
There I am oblivious to the world’s pace
When I put on my work gloves
Something of inner an transformation has come to replace
Who I was,
When my heart breaks into water vapors as mist
When you don’t need any because,
When no form of me even exist,
When my heart breaks
The Spirit of The Holy Christ comes for this.
When my heart breaks
His strength comes through music
When crushed
I am in his Spirit.
Thank you ❤️
🌼💝very beautiful 💝🌼