The Heart

The heart cries, it beats, it lives It survives and goes on beating For the heart is necessary to live It survives, to reach out, and dream It is delicate and is so easily broken Yet it repairs, with fortitude and strength It does not , and never should ever despair Or be lost in black holes of misery and anger It beats through any cloudy grey dark day It beats loudly, strongly, like a pounding drum Nothing will stop it beating, only time It rises up and greets a sun filled day A cloudless, blue , rainbowed sky It believes, it loves and it gives its all It tries not to question, it accepts what is And greets each new day with renewed hope It does not turn on itself with insecurity and fear It believes and will continue to do so for eternity.