THE BEAUTY OF THE HEART
THE BEAUTY OF THE HEARTThe beauty of the heart
Is the lasting beauty;
Its lips give to drink
Of the water of life.
Truly it is the water
That which pours
And the one who drinks.
All three become one when
Your talisman is shattered.
The oneness you can't know by reasoning.
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There comes a gentle knocking in this night,
This night where my slumber lays restless.
I tumble and turn to stir my tears.
My eyes open with the rhythm of
the memories that are tapping at my door.
You have come again to haunt my dreams
And pull back the covers of my heart.
I lay here willing to think of you and
The youth you gave me so long ago.
How long the breath of love has lay dormant
Resting and waiting, eager to fill me again.
It has slept with its own aloneness where
My canyons echoed the sounds of its silence.
Like a torrent of honey bees your
Love comes to me and steels my sleep.
It wakes my soul and shuffles
The moments of life that live forever.
Your embrace is welcomed like an old friend.
I gladly let it wrap its feelings around me.
The tenderness of your kiss quenches me
until the dawn comes to hide you away.
The Heart waits patiently to lead,
The personality to often deceives,
The beauty of the heart yields fruit of Reverence for all life
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Will you step down and let the Beauty of the Heart perform its operation?