
In the tender gentle heart
a space is held which holds each part
of life revealed each and every day
All that passes through will also stay
Ever present voices echo things
from past beliefs like hidden strings
Heartfelt joys of passions real
Echo on in time’s chambers to reveal
The souls flow by in the river of life
Tiny dreams in a steady stream, without strife
Propel each one to a place uncertain
In the early morn, behind the dreamer’s curtain
Not forming thoughts full enough to grasp
Holding out some hope of all that lastsĀ
To each life both then and now belonging
Brought forth in hope and renewed longing
In the tender gentle heart
><><>< 09/17/22
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