Enclosed in darkness,
Enshrouded in doubt,
Entrapped in despair,
Only the heart can
see beyond,
To fields of
laughter,
Where the birds sing
their joy to life,
Only the heart can
smell,
The wilderness mix,
Mossy trees and
wildflowers,
A mosaic to the
senses,
For the fingers
cannot touch,
What the heart feels
in embrace,
Of life and passion,
And the passion for
life,
For the ears cannot
hear,
The sweet music of
the soul,
Coming in through the
heart,
An eternal
connection,
A strength through
the ages,
For the heart beats
in rhythm,
And love is the
music,
Without beginning,
Without end,
Again and again,
For it is as
contagious as a smile,
Spreading at the
speed of a glance,
A happening,
A chance,
A second’s
inspiration,
For another soul,
To pursue and
persevere,
To hold on to what is
dear,
And that nameless
soul,
Passed on the street,
Goes on to hurl the
gauntlet of possibility,
Into the very face of
logic,
Making what was
impossible,
Into a living
reality,
Challenging all of
us,
To challenge
ourselves,
In how we can make a
difference,
With the time we are
given,
To see another day,
What greater gift,
Than to have another
day,
To share the joy,
To share the
imagination,
To share the passion,
To share the knowing
of what cannot be seen,
For through love only
the heart can see,
Beyond hope.
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