My heart is slain
A house divided against itself –
how much longer can it stand?
My heart is slain, but my head refuses the news.
Somewhere in the galaxy, a star has collapsed;
my eyes still collect its distant light.
I tend this life as if it belongs to me;
direct and question the way
as if I hold the reins.
My heart is slain, but my head keeps wondering
why its schemes and dreams come to naught.
O child of God, your fate is sealed.
Head and body will follow soon the way of your heart.
(from A Jewel in the Dust, 2011)
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