The Pure At Heart

Something protects the pure at heart
And it is more than the taking part
It is the impulse that propels them on
Even when everything else is gone
It shows its face and it is revealed
As the moment that I slowly reeled
Against the dying of the light
And found something that is alright
But everything’s blind fragility
And everything that means anything to me
Will pass away with the morn
If you must die it means you were born
At sometime in the past
And anything that’s bound can never last
But the permanent
Is that thing that never went
Away, no matter what they say
When I was younger I used to pray
But then the silence ate me up
Two months before I realised it was love
That had come to save me
Like the promise God gave me
When I was ten
And I didn’t want to be like any of them
When I grew up
Or eleven and I’m looking above
A reason to find
Because I am going out of my mind
Searching for the man who went away
The one I loved in the fray
And he visits me, here and there
But I crave the holy stair
That will lead me to his light
And I don’t have the will to fight
Anymore
I surrendered and it opened the door



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