My Heart Is A Waterfall | Early Poems - Poem by Anna Maria
And I melt, even I.
You have done it.
Your loving kindness has taken the ice castle,
Burned through the gates,
And seized my frozen heart.
With warm and tender hands, you knead,
With spirit of passion, you breathe.
Breathe life into me.
Draw me into existence once again!
Draw me into yourself;
Hide me in the fiber of your being.
Heal me in your memory,
Nourish me in your thoughts,
Strengthen me in your dreams.
Let me dwell in your life’s blood,
Let me dance and sing in the iris of your eye,
Let me sleep and dream in the marrow of your bones.
Ah, what a beautiful thaw your Spring has brought.
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