Simply Sunday

On By Piano girl

Heartbeats

Broken hearts
Happy hearts
Both are a part 
Of this life
When we feel lost
Waiting to be found
When we are found
Hoping never 
To be lost again
The heart measures
Time Differently
It never forgets
Being filled
Broken
Mended
Filled again
It never forgets
Growing, loving
Beating in sync
With another
Like the tick-tock 
Of the clock
Even though an
Inaccurate gauge
Where hearts 
Are concerned-
Time is fluid 
Holding all
The possibilities 
Of the universe 
Within the rhythm 
Of each heartbeat

Sharing a poem from my recent collection, Quiet Embers-A Poetry of Faith. Available at the following: Amazon, Lulu, Barnes & Noble

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