The Heart's Journey Poem by Connie Marcum Wong

Should there be such pain in
passion of the heart?
Or does the heart,
simply by beating,
know the boundaries of pain
when it can no longer absorb any more joy?
The two seem intertwined at times,
each exalted unto itself.
From euphoria to melancholia,
the heart is on an endless journey
seeking harmony and balance,
yet finding anything but.
We torture our souls
for the sake of love,
enduring countless curves
on the road to the steep summit
where a plateau cannot survive
the weathered storms for long,
but for the season's summers
we exist.