"soulheart" poems
to hear your voice again
lifts it from my stomache
where it hides in pain --
to my throat
in sweet Hallelujah
a thanksgiving hymn
a gregorian chant of Love
doubt is the handmaiden of fear
who carries a basket full
of tears and banshee wailings
and makes it hard to keep
my head above the ego
yet
it is my head that is off key
my heart is on
I listen to it harmonize
with the song of your voice
that lifts my soulheart to hear
c. 2017 Roberta Compton Rainwater
Nov 25, 2017
Nov 25, 2017 at 5:05 PM UTC