The Silence Of My Heart Poem by Steve A. Politte

In the silence of my heart, I stare out into a lonely night -
It is so dark; almost abandonment in the bitter cold,
Feelings surface without notice in my weary mind -
These are the times that I feel so very empty, lost, and old.

My body worn, my hands are calloused -
From years past that were so cruel,
Laboring in search of who this person I am -
Not relenting to the forces, the dangers I knew.

Through all of those years and many tears -
Learning lessons that pitted me to the ground,
Not as prepared as I thought I should be -
With the claws of evil trying to drag me down.

Mine was not any easy life, there was some strife -
I refused to give it victory of holding me in the dark,
I clung to the goodness and the hem of our Lord -
And keep His presence in the silence of my heart.

There were many avenues I ventured upon -
In search of one who would share my life,
For I couldn't go this journey all alone -
And became more blessed and enriched with a wife.

It was an unusual way how it came about -
By the hand of God we would come to agree.
His love was manifested in a more meaningful way -
By this woman, this treasure, that He gifted to me.

There is a part of me that must retreat to that silence -
Every so often when my well runs nearly dry,
For it is there that I can release the weaknesses in me -
Knowing that God will love away all the tears in my eyes.

Love is like a flower that will blossom most anytime -
As the needs of the heart, be them many or less,
Will surface without warning, and in need of healing -
That giving who are to each other, our whole being,
For that is how we all become truly blessed.

There is no magic formula for love to survive -
As we both go this journey walking side by side,
Open to the beauty of the well springs God has given -
That will quench our thirst until the day that we die.

Emerged as we are in the lives of each other -
Does not interfere with that which we seek,
Most especially those times I am alone with God -
To listen to His voice in the gentle way He speaks.

Though often times confused by the ways of humankind -
Ever so aware that this world could surely fall apart;
Folks loosing sight of love, and abandoning God's Will.
I contemplate all of these things, ever so alive to His sadness,
As He comes to visit me in the silence of my heart!


© Steve A. Politte
February 3rd,2011