The Song Of The Heartbeat Poem by Patti Masterman
The Song Of The Heartbeat
Heaven's close as a memory,
Death's as far as the poles;
Life's as long as your longest dream-
And short as a springtime Rose.
Love's a phantom in the mist,
Caught up in the hands of time,
Understood as flesh understands,
And seen by eyes of the blind.
Heaven's like one perfect day,
That lasts an infinity long;
And death's the last thing the body says:
The end of the heartbeats song.
This is very beautiful and speaks so profoundly of life in general. Amazing how you can put them all into words and into a short poem like this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 12:52:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I posted a comment on this poem but it was lost somewhere so I am posting one a second time - I find the poem conveys a lot of truth about life in general and love in particular, yet Death and Heaven laid in between. Profound and eloquent!