Rooted In My Heart

The lust I feel for a sexy girl,
Or the anger I feel at stupidity in the world,
Greed that grabs me as I seize upon a needless opportunity,
Or the pain I feel when I grow green with envy,
These are short-sighted emotions that burn out easy,
That's how I tell them apart
From the deep feelings rooted in my heart.

The agony and emptiness I feel
When I incur financial loss on a bad business deal,
Pity that comes over me for my poor father's aging,
Disappointment at defeat of my favorite athletic team,
Or the political setback of my favorite party,
These feelings end soon after they start,
The deep seated sorrow for suffering in the world
Is rooted in my heart.

Not the petting of lovers nor the affection of mothers,
Not the high you receive from a little flattery,
Or the comfortable feeling you get from prosperity,
Not the tingling feeling boys feel from girls teasing,
Even success isn't so pleasing,
None of these compare, not even maybe,
To the love I feel for my sweet baby
Rooted deep in my heart.

Not the desire to be rich nor the desire to be loved,
Not the desire for touch or to know the Lord above,
Not the desire for adventure or to get back to nature,
To long to be safe and secure is just another form of fear,
All these desires can be bought off or bartered,
The desire to understand my sisters and brothers
Is rooted in my heart.

A Vow To My Heart
Lazy Afternoon
The Way I Was
Time For Softness

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