Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 23,491 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

Cling Fast To The Music In Your Heart - Poem by Mark Heathcote

I have disrespected me, myself
I’ve often forgotten to love myself
I have often fallen from God’s grace
I have often been lost and efface
But I don't hate anyone
But I have not yet learnt to outrun …
The darker shadows which still haunts me
The darker shadows which taunt me

Lord, forgive me even that poor fool
Cain, wears a donkey cross like a mule?
Forgive me; I know not what I do …
Forgive me, forgiveness, I pursue
Lord, forgive me, I’m a little bird
Longing to sing and sleep undeterred
Longing forgiveness so, I emerge
From an eggshell break on wing converge

Oh, with you, my lord, with you my lord
After all, my lessons let me board
One smallish bough a perch in your heart
Oh, with you, my lord, with you my lord
Oh, with you, my lord, with you my lord
After all, my lessons let me board
Sing one sweet refrain, one retched impart
Cling fast to the music in your heart.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 17, 2015



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