Heartstones
Here, in this secret place, lie the treasures,
imbedded in the labyrinths of the heart.
Like precious gems awaiting the polishing stone,
they await the joy of recovery,
and each glittering moment in the light.
Cut and polished to perfection,
they adorn our golden necklace of memories,
arrayed in harmony and strung in chains of love.
Here in this secret place,
where none but the mason
can realise true value.
They are,
Heartstones.
Copyright © David Wallace | Year Posted 2011
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