This is not my heart only
It is yours and yours and yours
The sighing rhythm of the world interrupted
The anguished catch in a singer’s wail
The mournful drone of a cello’s tuning
I do not nor ever would keep these hidden
I throw them out to join the circulatory swirl
Let you hear what I hear
For I have heard your voices also
With every joy every sorrow every soaring song
Echoing in my dreams and we are never alone
The rain on the grass the wind in the leaves
We raise our heads to the sky for a glimpse of the sun
The beat the ebb the flow the beat the ebb the flow
On and on and on in us all
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