August 17, 2010

"My heart is star, not grieved."

my weightless heart
I will be
a diminishing, a steely soul
if only for you

misguided bearing.
my burdened heart I am
and lonely, full
I cannot take away your tears

I was left
to listen to the sea
the shell to my ear, bending
my heart to harmony


Echoes in Ink said...

This poem... hurts. I think the truth hurts and the love mends. It is far more beautiful than I can express.

The title is familiar.