The Heart It Is The Matter Thus.... Poem by David Levitas

The heart it is the matter thus, what makes
The soul, the body's parts unite, be true
To what it gives in free felt choice, its love
The guardian of all its search desiring.
Absent, the mind and body's naught, sans sense,
A figment of desire, severed hence
The passions and the mind they cannot meet
But are ever, seperate, apart.

And yet, if thus the heart is stole or ta'en
The body broken, ripped from where its soul made lain
A vengeance shall the earth swear from heartless
Dust and cry for retribution; the Sun
Itself will in parallel keep the law that
G-d with all creation spelt at the Fall.