Poem #2

Find a new home for your heart

You took jewels from your eyes, and offered them in an open palm

You honeyed your voice into a sweet lullaby to soothe, and softened your hands to caress

You launched a thousand ships, and dispatched each one upon a mission:

to heal

to encourage

to inspire

these gifts were taken, they were used, but the temples in your honor were not built

Takers of gifts build no altars, they don’t exchange jewels for tools, they merely scatter jewels and ask for gold, silver, and more and more treasures that someone else has to hack away at the earth in the dark to retrieve

But you still have more to give-find a new home for your heart

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