My heart is like the wind.
No one can ever hope to own the wind
like you would own a piece of jewelry,
but there are those who are happy
to let the wind fill their sails,
helping them to reach their destination.
There is no telling when,
or which way the wind will blow.
This heart of mine,
it's as unpredictable as the wind.
Even I am unable to tell
what it will do next.
I can not control it.
It controls me.
That is the way it should be.
Should this heart of mine
ever find the place
where it's soul-mate resides,
that is where it will dwell
for the rest of its days.
I look forward to this day
with great anticipation.
I am but a passenger on this trip,
along for the ride,
but I will reap the benefits
when it finally reaches its destiny.
When it arrives,
it will know,
and so too will I.
