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Sometimes, it is difficult to listen to our hearts and souls...

 This poem is about the challenge of listening to our hearts and souls for the answers we seek in our lives, and about letting nature guide us with her messages when we have difficulty hearing to what's within us. 

Path of the Heart
by Gwen Potts

There is a path

Through all of this
Bringing choices
Causing us to question

Which way to go?

Human minds
So full of thoughts..

Logic and reason..

..For Truth.

Our hearts
They know!
They really do hear
The truth
Calling us forward
To reveal
Our deepest longings

To be fully..
Alive to it all!

Our hearts will surprise us
As Love Blossoms
Suddenly its there
Nature calls with
The gentlest of whisper
To bring growth ..

Beyond compare.
All of those reasons!
Born within the
Deepest of fear
Eventually they
Stall our process
Just as..
Nature whispers

Let go.
Love will call
Us onward
Appear from no where
Awakening us
From our slumber
Bringing the unexpected
Into the core
Of who we are

To awaken our potential..
Relighting the fire within!

There is a reason
Why all of this
Is here..
A perfect timing
That can only
Be orchestrated
By natures
Divine Call

She will awaken our senses
Teach us to become
Our own best guide

So then..
We travel onward
Upon this path laid bare
Born from natures dancing
Beckoning us forward
This path..
Simply Incomparable...

To all paths before.

This path will guide us
To live from truth
To hear natures rhythms
Hearts beating in tune

Consciousness expanding
You simply feel the truth
The way to walk
Now is simple
As you honour

Your inner truth.
There is no other option
But to listen now
Let our souls dance
For one sweet second
Exploring it's completion
Coming full circle
At long last..

It really is time
To change...
All that came before
Time to let go
Of what used
To be true
Igniting commitment
To the path
Laid before
With real honor
A humble gentle, grace

Practice feeling deeply
Into all choices
Presented each day
Nature will support
Our growth on wards
In every single way


Humble to her truth.

 Just as
Nature will guide us
Bringing worthwhile
Lessons to be learnt
We simply must know
That born from
Within these seeds
Is the path forward

To becoming truly
Who we are

When we finally let go
Allowing nature to guide us
From our core
To those messages
On the breeze..
We shall know once more

The truth will become clearer
As we look out
Upon a glassy lake
Still within
Within the reflection..

Truth will appear. 

There are messages
Within ocean tides
In the cycles of the moon
The way that nature
Speaks to us
Will shake us
To the core!

She reflects to us
The path forward
With her gentle whisper
She will appear..
Nature will endorse us
Through synchronicities
Gentle heed..

Knowing now
From a place
Deep within
The real, honest, brutality
Of natures last call
It takes great courage
To walk along
The path
Of the warriors truth

Nature support us
Her brutal honesty
Knowing now fully

The simple truth...
It is the
Only way to go

As truth
Became our candle
Through each dark day
Calling us onward

To evolve..

Finally letting...

The Soul the way.

Gwen Potts: I live in the UK. I love to read all sort of spiritual articles, poetry and especially anything written from the heart. Poetry has always been a vehicle of expression for me, so they are always written about things I am currently working through.  If you resonate and would like to follow my Facebook page and my Soul Harmonic blog here, please do! It's most encouraging when people read and comment on the poems! I hope they will touch many people and let them know they are not alone in the depth of their feelings, as others are experiencing the same, somewhere out there. You may contact me through my Facebook page here." 

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