There is a whisper in my soul
Like the sweet stirrings
Of an untamed melody
Swinging me back and forth
Tossing me to and fro
Screaming beyond the deep recesses
Of my heart
This is love
It is the untarnished caress
Of the palm tree’s breathe
Swaying in acquiescence
To the raging storm
The untapped beauty of the tired earth
Bathed in the glow
Of the burnished evening sun
 It is the dreamer’s song that sets
The butterfly free from the trappings
Of its cocoon
It is the final web of mysteries
Spun around this earth, you and me
Taken from the ‘A Thing Called Love’ category
Of the book ‘inside My Head’ winner of the 2012
ANA Poetry Prize