Mind Vs. Heart
Poem inspired by a vision that gave me the courage to follow my heart.
Spirit speaks gently in ways we understand
In dreams and visions they lend a hand
This vision came on an ordinary day
With an old Indian man to guide my way
I was on my computer, when he appeared to me
Little did I know of the vision I’d see
Calm and gentle was his tone
As he showed me India his earth home
I saw his life with his kids and spouse
They lived together in their great big house
He then did show me what he was about
He was never home, but always out
Not out to pubs or going astray
But out amongst nature enjoying his day
He would go for walks and sit under trees
Reflecting on life and enjoying the breeze
His wife however mocked his way
And in their house she would stay
Gossiping and whinging all day long
To anyone who would listen to her whining song
The man looked sad in this vision I saw
So I nudged him gently to tell me more
He then showed me crossroads in his life
Choices, decisions when faced with strife
I could see he wasn’t happy living a lie
And whenever alone he would sit and cry
Decisions decisions what to do
He battled his thoughts through and through
Although unhappy he chose to stay
He thought of his kids at the end of the day
He thought of his family & the friends that he knew
And figured that staying was the right thing to do
So along he went day in day out
Living his life, with inner doubt
Then he fast forward much of his life
To the day in which he lost his wife
A cremation was sending her soul away
On a bed of logs her body did lay
Fire swirled from all around
The family screamed with a wailing sound
As he stood there, tears he did shed
For their was an aching, in heart and head
His children empathised with his pain
Father don’t cry, you will see mother again
His bones were weary and his pace so slow
His heart did ache and emotions show
His children took him home, then did leave
For they were older now and had lives to lead
As he sat in his empty home
Feeling burdened and so alone
He looked at me with tears in his eyes
I cry for my life which was lived in lies
I ache not for my wife as you think I do
But for my heart, as I was not true
I followed my mind and now I am old
I always did as I was told
Now old and alone I sit and cry
A life half lived, just passed me by
Half lived; I wasn’t true to my heart
Now all I want is a brand new start
I lived with my wife to do what’s right
But my passions & dreams I lost sight
We did not help each other grow
Our house our life was all for show
If I could do this all over again
I would follow my heart & not my brain
I hope that my story inspires you my dear
To let go of doubts and release all fear
To your heart you must be true
To shine your light, the divine in you
This man and his story touched my life
For I was experiencing, some inner strife
It wasn’t that my life wasn’t grand
I had every accessory and household brand
I lived the perfect life, my mind did say
But my heart still ached day after day
His story came at a perfect time
And so grateful I was, for that blessed sign
Decision was made I would follow my heart
Not always easy, especially the start
Each day I felt lighter and worked on myself
Renewed and brighter alive with good health
Following my heart wasn’t easy at all
But now I stand joyous and tall
I have love for the beings that enriched my soul
They made me stronger and helped me feel whole
Synchronicities brought me to souls of one heart
And now in my life they play a big part
Following my heart was the best thing for me
For now I soar, courageously free!
~ Nari Anastarsia ~
Poem inspired by a vision that gave me the courage to follow my heart.
Spirit speaks gently in ways we understand
In dreams and visions they lend a hand
This vision came on an ordinary day
With an old Indian man to guide my way
I was on my computer, when he appeared to me
Little did I know of the vision I’d see
Calm and gentle was his tone
As he showed me India his earth home
I saw his life with his kids and spouse
They lived together in their great big house
He then did show me what he was about
He was never home, but always out
Not out to pubs or going astray
But out amongst nature enjoying his day
He would go for walks and sit under trees
Reflecting on life and enjoying the breeze
His wife however mocked his way
And in their house she would stay
Gossiping and whinging all day long
To anyone who would listen to her whining song
The man looked sad in this vision I saw
So I nudged him gently to tell me more
He then showed me crossroads in his life
Choices, decisions when faced with strife
I could see he wasn’t happy living a lie
And whenever alone he would sit and cry
Decisions decisions what to do
He battled his thoughts through and through
Although unhappy he chose to stay
He thought of his kids at the end of the day
He thought of his family & the friends that he knew
And figured that staying was the right thing to do
So along he went day in day out
Living his life, with inner doubt
Then he fast forward much of his life
To the day in which he lost his wife
A cremation was sending her soul away
On a bed of logs her body did lay
Fire swirled from all around
The family screamed with a wailing sound
As he stood there, tears he did shed
For their was an aching, in heart and head
His children empathised with his pain
Father don’t cry, you will see mother again
His bones were weary and his pace so slow
His heart did ache and emotions show
His children took him home, then did leave
For they were older now and had lives to lead
As he sat in his empty home
Feeling burdened and so alone
He looked at me with tears in his eyes
I cry for my life which was lived in lies
I ache not for my wife as you think I do
But for my heart, as I was not true
I followed my mind and now I am old
I always did as I was told
Now old and alone I sit and cry
A life half lived, just passed me by
Half lived; I wasn’t true to my heart
Now all I want is a brand new start
I lived with my wife to do what’s right
But my passions & dreams I lost sight
We did not help each other grow
Our house our life was all for show
If I could do this all over again
I would follow my heart & not my brain
I hope that my story inspires you my dear
To let go of doubts and release all fear
To your heart you must be true
To shine your light, the divine in you
This man and his story touched my life
For I was experiencing, some inner strife
It wasn’t that my life wasn’t grand
I had every accessory and household brand
I lived the perfect life, my mind did say
But my heart still ached day after day
His story came at a perfect time
And so grateful I was, for that blessed sign
Decision was made I would follow my heart
Not always easy, especially the start
Each day I felt lighter and worked on myself
Renewed and brighter alive with good health
Following my heart wasn’t easy at all
But now I stand joyous and tall
I have love for the beings that enriched my soul
They made me stronger and helped me feel whole
Synchronicities brought me to souls of one heart
And now in my life they play a big part
Following my heart was the best thing for me
For now I soar, courageously free!
~ Nari Anastarsia ~