My Heart Knows The Way To God Options

[Slapfish]

My heart knows the way to God
I follow her
stepping lightly over fallen leaves
and falling through the branches of winter trees

the way smells like fluttering feathers
and chittering tails
and feels like the soul of December

but only for a while

When my heart whispers
“I know the way”
I think the flowers bow to her
and the grass rolls away

She flies so brightly
her wings make lightning of things
and God stands their waiting
his spirit smiling

all the while
she teases her friends
and rolls in the memories
fallen in the wind

like soft sand they surround her

and heaven waits for my heart
while she contemplates
a wiggle of living color and
and an assault on a clover

and she feels the warmth
of her world inside her and I know
that I will always follow her
because

My heart knows the way to God