Treasure Island

Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

Joy is a raft to salvation


Rain clouds heavy wait…
But today they won’t rain.
The tail of the wind stings
And never will it refrain.

Sorrow is its old howl…
Ice and hail are its teeth,
But today they’ll not bite
Nor tears bequeath.

Joy is a raft to salvation.
Today, I ride the waves
Whatever is said won’t hurt
Because love here enclaves.

Here in my soul
Above the clouds
I’ve learnt of hope
Loving, you.

Submitted: Saturday, February 15, 2014
Edited: Saturday, February 15, 2014

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