Starlight streams into his
reflecting more than light alone
could ever hope to be;
for it enters him completely now
freeing heart and soul
to love again.
The heart strains to redeem
again within one form that moves
past the many stresses, pressing
past the form a mortal system
could e’er hope withstand alone;
yet it seeks a hold within itself
like pent-up music, waiting to be played
or lyrics sung with all the meaning
a voice of pure expression
brings to be.
The rain has passed
Oh, dark and heavy clouds
you tremble now - lightly
through the brightening sky of blue
passing with this passing breeze of time.
I wonder when this my heart
will drift away in love with life again...
? Michaelette ?
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