If I were crying for a Tree’s love
the tree would weep,
would bind me in its branches and lift me to its crown
to rock me and soothe me;
my eyes kissed by its leaves .
If I were crying for Wind’s care
the wind would howl
its balmy breath would dry my tears,
and warm my soul
whispering the words of love.
If I were crying for Ocean’s kindness
the ocean would moan
its waves would surround me and hold me tight
allow me to know its unknown.
If I were crying before a Mountain
the way I am crying for your love
it would come closer, lean over,
embrace me, and give me hope.
I have the whole wide World open to love
yet I have no strength to unlock Your Heart;
it seems to be as tough as diamonds,
under heat and force hardened over time.
Eterne
May 2010
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