One day
I tore my heart into a million pieces
and dropped every bit of it
over the side of a cliff.
As I watched it fall
to its death
the melody of a dove’s call
drew me away
from that edge
from that pain
from that emptiness…
…into forever,
where I cannot
see
or hear
or touch
Truth;
but where I
live
and breathe
and know
the
Heart
of
God.

Painting by Gary Rowell