I was travelling down a lonely path,
Next to a fast moving stream.
I was looking at the water,
And kept seeing a bright red gleam.
I was intrigued by the waters play
Its movements… did not match the day.
The water was brisk and wavy,
As if its existence had a lively soul.
My fingers brushed the water's surface,
And its reaction was in kind.
The water wrapped around my hand,
And it held it there in time
Suddenly a heart appeared
It was the bright red gleam I kept seeing,
It floated right up into my had;
This bright red heart was beating.
I found a heart; it was all by itself,
It was warm and full of blood
It was looking for a loving home
In place of the waters flood.
I placed the heart against my chest,
And it melted into my soul.
It fell right into its place,
Where I had an empty hole.
It's funny that I should find this heart
For, mine I had recently lost
I now feel love and compassion again,
And will protect this one at all cost.
REB (MARCH 2012) because I keep losing my heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem