obstinate

my head said "let it go,
the time has passed."
my head,
ruthless iconoclast.
but heart,
more obstinate,
was sure
my time was yet
to come;
and when it did
at last, at last
iconoclast
struck dumb.
heart revels in
the quiet hours;
persistent mind
at last has left.
woven in
the warp and weft
head and heart entwine.
love at last is mine.