Heartsong
My heart,
my heart,
my heart bears a wing
to fly away from you.
My heart,
my heart,
my heart wears a wing
to rise with you
into
The Heart of the Beloved.
Let these hearts—
yours and mine--
fly into the fire
of Love.
Let these hearts—
ours—
shine together
through embered
Ash.
Burn, burn
oh, burn our foolish hearts
with parental Love
until we are reborn
as golden beams
streamed forth
from the Light
of the One.
--Pamela Dawn
4 Comments:
thank you, dear friend. IM
A heart so full of light,
a heart so full of love,
shines,
and shares
and saves us...
Pamela Dawn has such a heart.
Yor poems are exceptional.
My heart,
my heart,
my heart bears a wing
to fly away from you.
My heart,
my heart,
my heart wears a wing
to rise with you
I hear in these 2 stanzas the rhythm of a heart beating. Amazing.... I re-read your poems over and over...so few poets I read again, again. lovely Pamela
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