As Hearts Talk Poem by Cee Bea

As Hearts talk and Rivers flow
in the Gardens of what we sow
In the tears, grief and sorrows low
That Can not diminish what we know

In the lake of Summers past
lay our truths and golden path
although steep.. a noble course
that leaves heart's spent
less remorse

In a world of those by class
its your heart song
that will last

To tell the tales
of dark and pale
a darkened shroud
or lightened veil

I alone, I must confess
of my dreams
above protest's
That I alone in my humble home
born to this world I remain alone

Touched by those whom would be kind
learning from those of another mind
life in time and momentum's space
I have earned my place in the human race

To watch the sun as it swings low
where the shepherds and gospel go
to mend the wounds of sacred flesh
and I know Life's journey's
became the test