Photo by Ayanna Benjamin

She place her hand upon her chest

To feel her heart beat again

Only to hear faint tempo

The beautiful flow, once felt so dear

Seems no longer joyful

She remembers love that was tender

Kind like the morning fresh breeze

And the stars above the sky

She seeks answers and questioned

Her faith—God how long the wait

While white clouds stood silent

She knew patience spoke

Still, she begged her heart

To hurry home as echoes of her voice

Speak betrayal that her love has found

Another heart beating much beautifully!