Sunrise over mountain, valley with eagle soaring in the sky.

My Poetry | 2016

The Language of the Heart

ByAngela Woolcott January 17, 2017May 20, 2026 My Poetry, 2016

My heart is communing with my mind, sending feelings that are first interpreted through images and thoughts, then translated into words.

The language of my heart is like the music; my mind provides the words to sing.

Like trying to describe the wings of an eagle, sometimes the fine detail can be lost.

But when I silence my ego, that part which believes it holds all the answers, I can truly feel the rush of the wind and hear the rustle of feathers.

I picture the glint of the sun in sharp eyes, the sheer beauty soaring through the clouds, and, finally, I know the feeling of complete and utter surrender.

The Language of the Heart was originally posted on my first blog in 2017. This message from spirit guides us into a meditative spiritual connection by helping us shed the ego and embrace the present moment.