Saturday, November 13, 2010

My Heart Lives

My breath flows into the flute
And with magical metamorphosis
Is turned into reflective gentle music
It flows in and out of the eddies
We are sanguine and at ease
My connection is with God
I know what it's like to sail into heaven

I have been there before
How is it that I could hear the call
How is it I can breathe the nostalgia
How is it that my chest swells
With the knowledge of the prodigal son
I come home after conquest
I have completed the pain of the quest

It's just that it is so overwhelming
Please the pain is too great
Maybe I care too much
What is your purpose
I can't have my heart crushed again
This maze of existence
Is cocooning and suffocating my heart

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