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The Heart is greater than the eyes,

for the heart, amidst all the pain,

sees through the delicate lenses of beauty.



The Heart is superior over the ears,

for the heart, amid all the loud noise,

listens to the softest whispers of humanity.



The Heart is bigger than the nose,

for the heart, among all of the scents,

smells the fragrance of new life.



The Heart is larger than the hands,

for the heart, amongst all that it can do,

touches in a way that is softer than the dawn’s dew.



The Heart is superior to the tongue,

for the heart, with all of its might,

speaks only the sweet letters of kindness.



The Heart is more immense than all of the human senses,

for the heart carries so much love,

it can lighten up the face of the whole universe.


Hussein Dekmak

Copyright
Quin Rosenheart Aug 2018
You bring me up
When I feel down
You turn my frown
Upside down

I know it sounds cliche
But you're everything
My night and day
tom weaver Jun 2016
Trumpets blaring
clouds parting
all staring
in a roar

He's come! He's come!
He's come again
we've too long
ached for more!

Indeed my children
I've woke again
with three years
under my belt

I've been up
and I've been down
I've been numb
and even felt

No longer a boy
of sixteen years
as my journey here
had begun

But you don't care, I have like- what?- three followers?

anyways, I'm nineteen now.

and don't bother, I'll make applause noises for myself with my mouth.

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