Place of Refuge

Place of Refuge

16 July 2011

heart song

Every time a heart goes forth
on a journey to join
with another,
                         it risks a pain
                                 no body can bear;
                     it risks the 
                        burning tear
of remembering
that true union is impossible
                                                          in the land of the living.

Our hearts/Our souls
are the entity
our bodies are vessels that demand
My heart
           Your heart
Seek to be whole,
but the walls of our skin

Be still and listen

to the voice that is you,
that voice that has no body.

It is the voice of God,
                      and God
is the juncture
at which we all meet.


Debra She Who Seeks said...

I love Cat Stevens.

Billy Joe said...

I really like your poem. It reminds a little of Rumi.


Makropoulos said...

Wow, Billy, what an amazing compliment! Thanks so much. Hope all is well with you, and Debra too! Yeah, how can one not like Cat Stevens?

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