Songs of the Heart

If I could name the thirst...then I might fill it

 

The heart of a child soars with wonder,

at the beauty seen in simple things,

the song of a brook,

the curve of a flower,

a young bird finding its first wings.

 

The heart of a lover yearns with passion,

for the ardor borne of woman, of man,

the song of the night,

the bliss of surrender,

the gentle ache of caressing hands.

 

The heart of a mate with pride will brim,                                 

when loyalty fosters virtue's plan,  

the comfort in faith,           

the strength of commitment,

bring trust only devotion can.

 

The heart of an elder bides with patience

though the end is ever drawing near,

the sweet song of life,

the gift of fulfillment,

yet lift them high, above the fear.

 

So though dark days lay strife upon

their weary hearts  and sorrow’ wreak,

there suffer pain, delay at dawn

the eager hopes of those who seek,

 

Compassions light still leads them on

divine the joy that love can bring

that empty hearts yet unfulfilled

shall rise again and hopeful, sing.

 

Copyright 2011 Rikkevi Rue

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Author's Note

please, your critiques and reviews are valued

Reviews

[sarah]

Wow this is very moving and wonderful full of hope and amazing emotions pore from this write. I really really enjoyed this!

[Christie Moses]

This feels like hope draped with love and inspiration. Truly a joy to read :)

[ice]

I feel that I have just read a poem by William Blake reincarnated.
You have captured, and brought his spirit forward into the modern age with this one, all I can say is Bravo!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

this is glorious mead for the thirsty soul~ you fill the morning here with flight of possibilities~ rich and inspirational ~

[Poeticadia]

Beautiful! I love the way it capture the passing of time in our lives. Very lyrical.