Original poetry · Robert Meyers-Lussier
Beating Hearts
July 6, 1994
Thy heart
beats
Unto the light
begets peace
From darkness
broken
For thou art life
Wondrous
Divine
Synapses
meld
Bowels
move
Continents drift
Planets align
Galaxies implode
I think
therefore I die
I’m dead
therefore I was?
Seers see
Mine eyes cannot
My heart beats
to a special rhythm
Mozart -
Can you hear me?
6 July 1994