Heart’s Essence
Categorie: Engelstalige gedichten
Geschreven door: Sander Leblanc - Ingezonden op: 21-5-2008 22:58
Buried in the deepest cliffs,
hiding in one’s soul.
There you will find the power,
and the power is my goal.
To find the fuel that moves me,
gives me strength to think.
To search inside the smallest places,
I must make myself shrink.
Thinking small and acting great,
leads me to my core.
Revealing the thing I wanted,
but once I have it I want more.
Requesting the knowledge to make it work,
looking for the prints.
Finding them is what matters most,
following the obvious hints.
What’s the treasure waiting for me?
What is the power I might seek?
I only tell those who are worthy,
and not the ones who are too weak.
The essence of this life,
the power yet to find.
Isn’t working until the time,
the time someone comes who is oh so kind.
The kindness of the one,
activates the awesome heart.
Makes the essence flowing,
makes insecurity fall apart.
The quest is reaching its end,
the feeling of some other presence.
The person is drawing near,
to jumpstart my precious heart’s essence.
Waardering: 
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