-- As My Heart Sweetly Sings --
By John Herlihy
The night is dark,
The lamp is lit.
Wind whispers, hark,
In a chair, I sit.
In my mind, I think,
Thoughts begin to wander.
To the edge, to the brink,
On life – my life – I ponder.
I know where I have been,
Seeking, lost, and yes found.
Questions arise: where, when,
Answers descend: mystery profound.
I see another lamp lit,
In the distance, on the way.
Approaching me where I sit,
Lonesome with nothing to say.
Yet say something I will,
The lamp peace brings.
All thoughts now still,
As my heart sweetly sings.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Saturday 12 May 2023
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Ron