Roam in the Fields of Your Heart

all the sounds of the bugs and birds

the feeling of all the words

arriving from somewhere

such sheer splendor

or do i know them already...

and it's time to remember

such sweet deja vu

writing the poems of my life

writing what is true

and living it, too

i've lived this before

and yet for the first time

in poem and rhyme

taking my sweet time

to live this life exactly how i want

even on days when i just want to grunt

there is always time to come home to Me

i see you darling, wild and free

come home, come home

come roam in the fields of your heart

come sip some coffee, come make some art

come draw and write

come sit and listen

come remember

who you really are

you shining, shining star

all the lights of the stars in the sky

the feeling of wondering why, why

hearing the answers

in knowing heart prancers

galloping by

sigh, sigh

-Melissa Renzi, August 2020