Mi corazon

My heart is a desert – dry, brittle, and unforgiving
my heart is an ocean – windblown at the surface, but silent and deep below
my heart is a forest – ever green and alive with sound
my heart is a field, swaying in the breeze
my heart is a mountain – steep and strewn with boulders and scree
my heart is a river, ever-flowing
my heart is a lake, taciturn and still
my heart is a hurricane, fierce at the edges and gentle in the center
my heart is a volcano, explosive and fiery
my heart is whatever it needs to be
that’s how i know it’s my heart…