They say ‘God moves in mysterious ways’
But really it’s my heart that puzzles me.
What does it want?
How does it work?
How does it have the ability to hurt?
Tell me how to fix it
How to tune in.
Does it have an aerial?
Can I plug it in?
Nov 26/06 – Barcelona
I wrote this poem nearly ten years ago, at a time in my life where I was going through many changes both emotionally and physically. I was 21 years old and had recently ‘moved’ to Barcelona, more accurately I was running away from a broken heart and the pressure of needing to know what to do with the rest of my life.
At that moment of writing I remember the feeling inside of me being like a torrent of love overflowing from my body. Maybe you think this sounds pleasant, but to me it was like torture. Waves and waves of love washed through me as I felt the highs and lows of this love energy. Imagine for one moment you can feel, in the space of minutes, the highest high from being in love and the lowest low, add to that the human mind that loves to complicate life, with its destructive thoughts, and self sabotaging outlook.
To put it short I was desperate, and for the first time in years I turned to my writing. It was the only way I could think to release this energy from inside of me. With hindsight this could look like a prayer…and very possibly it was.