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And what shall
we reap
If we give our
heart away,
To a mystery
face, at home
on the
internet
When some may
say, it cannot
be true today.
Yet, what
shall we make
of this
Such
connection
that we feel,
This
understanding,
this oneness
Amazed, that
it can be so
very real.
Tentative, we
begin, just a
little at a
time
The sharing of
our inner
self,
Than as we
laugh and
chat, or cry
and pray
Something
special creeps
up on us with
stealth.
Then all we
know, is that
a loneliness
is gone
For we have
connected with
the heart,
We stand in
awe at the
miraculous
gift
Of someone who
walks along
the same path.
Then we look
up, where all
that is unseen
is held
And say,
Father above,
You knew it
all the time,
You prepared
that kindred
heart for me
Now, what
loveliness is
mine.
If we come to
know this
unique
attachment
Then it shall
be, well worth
the risk,
For maybe it
is only when
we see with
eternal eyes
That we can
reap a friend
at home, like
this.
Soft Whispers
for my heart
friends
from Derry's
Heart Poems
© 2004 used
with
permission
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
My sketch,
profile, of
Heaven is a
large blue
sky?
Larger than
the biggest I
have seen in
June,
and in it are
my friends
every one of
them.
~ Emily
Dickinson ~
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