I Give You My Heart
Your spirit fell like a spring shower
Upon a land dead and littered
With the brown buds of failure
And other relics of memory and desire.
I wandered through the wreckage
Searching for my heart,
The birthstone I pawned years ago
When I chose to forsake you.
You opened your hand
And there it was,
Pristine and whole -
An immaculate gem,
An uncrushed bulb.
You were not blinded by
The fingerprints of all who mishandled it,
Those painful smudges of ruined purity.
In that first hour of daybreak
I knew I loved you
And I gave you my heart.
You wear it on your finger -
A mere stone in the cosmos,
But nothing is lost with you.
Check out these lyrics by Colin Gibson:
"Nothing is lost to the heart of God,
nothing is lost for ever;
God's heart is love, and that love will remain,
holding the world for ever."
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