Open the windows of your shuttered mind
to the unencumbered breeze of fresh thought
Let it gently spread; swirling through half-opened
doors into darkened corners to remove
the stale, stagnant, settled dust of the past
allowing for very good use of the space
If your jumbled mind is all-a-clutter
retrieve your heart’s shards from the dark gutter
Speak over the chaos with no hint of a stutter
so the wings of your soul can begin to flutter
Then wait for the wisp of a gentle breeze
Let it lift your spirit from its knees
to twirl in dance as it sets free
a mended heart; a mind at ease
I’m waiting for you
beneath the tree, in a chair
change everything if you dare
colors; the feel of the air
Oh, a leaf fell in my hair
Hurry back to me
spread your breeze across my skin
rustle trees and then
teach the leaves to dance again
I’ve missed you so, my dear friend
Heartspell 