Heart of Stone

broken heart, sadness, from behind the pen

Who doth stand in the reflection of a broken heart

as pain steals the warmth of a love so deep

I sob in the midst of emptiness sinking fast

woundedness sculpted by stone, so cold and so steep

I crack, I crumble, I rise up in a river of victory

strengthened by peace mending weakness in a major feat

I am exposed holding my heart in the cup of my hand

where it heals as happiness creates an eternal beat.

-Kym Gordon Moore


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