#9 (“My heart did bid me listen quick to it. . .)”

 

                        My heart did bid me listen quick to it,

                        Soul’s center and the proof of love so true:

                        “I’ve always had to push so much, a bit

                        Too much, and therefore I feel tired and blue,”

                        So spoke my heart in certainty—for sure.

                        I need to listen well to plea soul-felt.

                        ‘Tis possible that mood dark here find cure;

                        ‘Tis mind that plott’d and plann’d path heart was dealt.

                        ‘Tis solemn warning here I find in truth.

                        My soul doth say also, that love more come’

                        When fret’ subsides and mind, now clear, doest

                        More love and joy give full to Paul—in sum.

                                    I cannot love if fear vies too in heart;

                                    I drop the fear, and Cupid comes with dart.

2/16/2000