The surging heart

The uprising waves ,
The overwhelming tide,
The splasing noise,
Not in the ocean,
But in the heart.



The extracting tedium,
The compelling tenure,
The suppressing  constraint,
Not in the mountains,
But in the heart.




The rudderless move,
The lifting frame,
The powerful throw,
Not in the  land,
But in the heart.




The jumping  cadence
The oscillating rhythm,
The rhythmic seduce,
Not in the music,,
But in the heart.




The  sucking avalanche,
The sobbing decry,
The shuddering quake,
Not in the Nature,
But in the heart.





The wild cry,
The treckling tears,
the heavey sigh,
Not in any terrain,
But in the heart.