Running Photographer: Poetry Edition

These words came to me in a quiet moment. I hope you enjoy them.

by Monetta Wilson

When at last
The quiet comes,
The calm,
The stillness.

Only then
Can I hear
The heartsong.

I listen closely
And I hear,
The quiet whispers
Of the heart.
The heartsong.

The quiet song,
The hopes and dreams,
The hurt and pain,
The love and light,
The heartsong.