In The Corners Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell

In the corners of my heart which you have seen,
I am blue-blown mountains and fields of green.
I am blush of the sunset on windows of light
and oceans of turquoise that weep in the night.

I am sheltered and virgin and mystic flame.
I am music and sadness which are the same.
I am candle and starglow and holy place.
I am water and air and time and space.

In the corners of my soul which you have known,
I am leaves in the autumn by cold winds blown.
I am rain and cloud and strokes of silent thunder.
I am lightning and hurricane of fervent wonder.

I am sand and shore and ocean flood.
I am plucked like a half-blown lily-bud.
I am timeless and mortal and all undying.
I am child and mother, both of us crying.

In the corners of my mind where you are light,
you kiss my soft lips and bid me good-night.
Your lusty arms about me keeping me warm,
sheltering my soul from hurt and harm.

I turn to you tender and look in your eyes.
I give to you earth and heavenly skies.
I give you the universe, star-light caressed.
I give to you my heart so soundly professed.

In the corners of my world is where you are.
It matters not distance nor how far.
My love is unchanging on the precipice brink.
I need not stop to ponder or think.

In the corners of heaven where God is the sun,
we shall dance as angels when all is done.
When night falls endless like pattering rain,
our hearts shall be lifted together again.