By Echolocation
Date: 2001 Aug 19
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What is a heart that it hopes such things -
Losing itself and wanting to be found,
Yearning to fly yet longing to be bound,
Needing at the same time both roots and wings?
What is a heart that it contains such fears -
Passion's shout answered with indifferent sighs,
Devotion fading in a lover's eyes,
Love as ephemeral as children's tears?
What is a heart but hope's brightest beacon -
Shining forth amidst the world's grey, dim air
Of failure, hatred, disgust and despair
A light that despite all does not weaken?
She keeps alive, for all that know her name,
The lambent glow of the eternal flame.