My Heart Flies Away Poem by Arnav Penrhythm

My heart flies away
Kissing the leaden sky of day
When linnets sing o’er silent vale
When whistling by the wind, do sail;
The reaper in a torch-song lost
Sings intermittent in winter’s frost;
A new cry, of a soul when heard
For tender limbs, eyes soft, lost teeth, a birth;
When down it falls, tears of merry bride
Of love! Care, palanquin in, a farewell ride;
When smiles, relives altogether in transmuted happiness
Of prejudice lost, of hatred killed
My heart doth flies away…