The Heart Is Love-Personified Poem by Mark Heathcote

The Heart Is Love-Personified



What the eye doesn't see, the heart can feel?
From-the-heart also is the mind and body,
for the heart, the heart is love personified already.

What does eye-do-better than the heart?
Your eyes are only the tip of the dart.
first, you must feel each gouge bleed crimson
Then taste the blood the essence of a flower.

And know that for each flower
there is a root that you can trace
trace back to the dawn of that first throbbing hour.

Wednesday, September 23, 2015
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Terry Craddock 23 September 2015

'Trace back to the dawn of the first throbbing hour' a beautiful line to remember and contemplate

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