Rhythm of the Heart
native american song
The Circle Where Love Resides
Past a thousand midnights
Underneath ten billion stars
I waited for my love to find me
In the circle where love resides.
He was there, I was here
We were apart and dreaming
Of togetherness in our mortal flesh
With our souls eternal cleaving.
The wind sang his song to me
And took my reply back to his ears
The sky cried his tears on me
When my life was as dry as desert.
I waited and I waited there
Watching birds soar on the wing
Hearing men speak human words
Seeing Spring turn into Spring.
Past a hundred thousand midnights
Underneath uncounted stars
I felt him yearning, I felt him needing
And all my love reached out for him.
The clouds I weaved into soft blankets
The moon I turned to candle wax
The sun, my fire, through rain and snow
I shivered not, I did not sleep.
I knew that circle where love resides
Would return him to the place he left
I knew that cycle of losing and finding
Would lead him to the starting point.
I knew that all would come to pass
Like the old ones wrote in the stories of stars
I knew his wandering love would find
My light in the darkness to lead him home.
I did not age, love cannot grow old
It branches like a tree with leaves
It does not die or cease to try
But oh, it grieves, but oh, it grieves.
So if he comes not for me by sun's downing
If he does not stand again by my side
I'll run to the mountain where the rock touches heaven
Mount up my spirit horse and to him will I ride.
©by Voo
November 11, 2012
11:12 p.m
wow! 11/11/12 at 11:12 pm!!!
how cool is that?!
