The human heart ebbs and flows
Somber times and rhythmic beats
Leaping for new life
Jumping to the promise of better
Shackled by reproach's grimness
Limitations borne and imposed.
How well we accept or transcend
Will never eclipse the love we know.
Lovely words, Ann. :-)ReplyDelete
Like the ambition in this piece. Good effort.ReplyDelete
It does ebb and flow, doesn't it?ReplyDelete
I can feel the heartblood pulsing through these lines. Nicely done.ReplyDelete
Last two lines are lovely.ReplyDelete
I think the imposed limitations might be worse. Sometimes, we are our own worst enemies.ReplyDelete
I like that we can choose to accept or transcend. As a knuckle-dragger I have been known to make other choices. Perhaps I should rethink some of my choices.ReplyDelete
Lovely ending, Ann!ReplyDelete