HOUSE FOR A HEART
How do I tell you...
Of the pen in my hand
That writes words
From the other
I do not form or command
How do I tell you...
That in loneliest angst
And bitterest strife
I am never alone
On this pathway called life
How do I tell you...
That this body is not mine
Merely guise for a part
A flesh and blood armour
Just a house for a heart
How do I tell you...
That we are all things unseen
All things that are
All things that have been
And all things inbetween
That we are nowhere
And everywhere
Nothing and all
Insignificant tiny
Magnificent tall
How do I tell you...
That at the end of our plight
The truth shall be known
That when the moment is right
We shall journey back home.
Marion Price(2019)
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