Silent Heart

The dark cold can't warm
the silent heart stilled by the past
nor can it give voice to the scattered ones
left behind by a mighty harm.
I long to see a time at last
when sight is not just a sense of the eye
nor a gift for the ancient and holy
rather a birthright with great calm.
The dark cold can be stilled by the warmth
of a beating heart unstilled by the past
giving heat to the voices of the scattered ones
left behind to create a world without harm.

 


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