My Weeping Heart

My heart is like the Weeping Willow. When the winds of love brush the branches they sway and dance in delight, but as that wind passes away the branches hang still and heavy. The clouds of the incoming storms shade the earth and the heavy branches cast a shadow beneath them, my heart is filled with darkness, leaving me lonely. Tears shall surely fall as the rains do to the earth washing over me like a flood. It is only then that I realize this too shall renew itself. The branches of the Willow shall not remain still and again the sun will shine; the winds will caress them because the love of the spirit lasts forever. Once more my heart will rejoice in the happiness and the light just as the Willow will sway in the warmth of the sunlight.