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Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #2268968
The dew collects and fills the tide...

The boundless reach of heaven's spark
has found me oftentimes,
bound tightly in my self-made dark,
repeating wordless rhymes.

I cannot match the emptiness
the universe contains;
still have I stood alone to bless
my dark in numb refrains.

How can I share my fragile heart
if I refuse to cry?
If I will never play my part
nor even ope' my eye?

Yet Life is not to be denied
its Boundless Reach by me.
The dew collects and fills the tide
then rushes to the sea!

Thus did you find me in my gloom,
and simply took my hand.
And day by day you lit this room
and gave me hope to stand.

Without your boundless reaching out
I would have stayed apart...
For ‘twas the warmth of your sweet arms
brought life back to my heart.
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