Again speaking to
God He reminded
Me that those
That torment others
Are the ones
In bondage not
Those in chains
For those chained
Have free hearts
But those inflicting
Pain are indeed
Those most suffering
For cold hearts
Are those likely
To be broken
The mind corrupts
The vision that
The heart sees
When in doubt
Listen to the
Melodies that the
Heart sings whether
They be swelling
Ballads or wrenching
Requiems they are
The songs of
Your life and
Will carry your
Soul to heaven
Through tears of
Joy or sadness
A well placed
Kiss is like
The comforting hand
Of God Himself
Here let me
Ssssh it’s okay
Be still now
Way out here
Is the roost
Of few things
Namely angels and
Ideas and aviary
Simply because from
Here one does
One of two
Things take flight
Or fall flatly
Both are marvelous
Because it’s only
Here out on
The skinny branches
Can miracles happen
Words and actions
That unlock the
Hearts lock springing
It open quietly
Are very romantic
Like whispers in
Twilight and breaths
On the cheek
Hearing heavens harp
Sweet soft song
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 