Outside These Broken Wings (From, Coradoba) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Shall I look for heart?
Outside these broken wings
Where will the singer start?
Tuning his tender strings
If not inside the window
Of the pureness to be
That falls around like glow
For anyone in love to see

Bring your feelings outside
Where the dust will settle down
Flickering fires will abide
From seeds of feeling sown
Wings fly across the sky
Finding not always the way
Some of love’s fires die
In the rising of cold day

Tune though your strings well
Singer of timeless songs
Emotions can never foretell
Where the inside belongs
Reasonable ways are there none
Only feelings and dreams
Catch the waves one by one
Some is different than seems