Floating Love Finds a Heart

Upon the wind, with no wings to guide

Knowing only that it has a destination

And a destiny to fulfill, it soars

In search of a heart in which to bide.

Higher than the clouds, in airless cold it glides,

At the edge of nothing, it scans the sky

Its’ journey’s end, could be anywhere

In search of a heart in which to hide

And then, with no command to ride,

It dips into the air beneath

To fall so softly, then gather speed,

In search of a heart that is open wide.

Before it swells a hurricane’s tide,

A screaming wind huzzahs it on,

The sky it parts with no disdain,

In search of a heart to dwell inside

And there two hearts beat side by side,

Two souls in pain, with space within,

Two souls on grief once cast away,

In search of a heart unbound by pride.

The Father’s Hand waved their fears aside

And bade the flyer welcome there,

And into them both, love floated home,

In search of a heart in which to bide.