Rhythm of Our Hearts
This music they play
Tapping out a beat
Like new summer rain
7 billion human clocks
Ticking toward their destiny
All mortal
Temporary brittle engines
Running such delicate bodies
Pulsing
Fluttering
Pounding
Racing
So many different variations
Aching for missed love
Then from sadness
Bursting with romance found
Swelling with true pride
Brimming over from compassion
This little mighty wonder
So many take for granted
Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved
"A poem to me is the essence of any thought,
Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky.
It can fly like no other bird to places never seen,
Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place."
© 2014 Robert William Gruhn
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