In the Root of My Heart
What is this in the root of our heart?
Anchored like a star in darkest sky
A Star that Burns in the hollows in the depths in our very own hearts root!
the attributes of my art of my craft
Carved, cast, hard, sharp
In my root in your root and blooms through the fruits of our heart
It pumps pulses shoots through the root
Lunges stoops to a truth that you are my youth
In the core in the pores that stands knocks at the doors of my heart, in the root That none can breach loose and in the core that none can remove
in the deepest part of my soul
There firm in the root of my heart
We saw joy, we saw purpose, we saw God,
Upon the banks by the stream within the seams of a being
And found a half, a major piece, a part
of you and of me
Grafted, fastened, plastered
A peaceful path, a raft, a question answered set free
Love It was me for you, it was you for me
like the branches that bind a tree
And like the sheaths that mould an ark
Here within the hollows
Within our empty hollows
within that root
the deepest root
within the root of our own hearts
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