Heart of Sky

Mountains make a molehill
Out of a love that is no more,
Oceans make a puddle
Out of the tears upon the shore.

Winds make a requiem
Out of the sadness born in cry,
Forgiveness lights the dim
And makes the heart as big as sky.

A sigh that lies untold
Can take a secret with its lead,
From hand to hand we hold
The moment's grain from which we feed.

A mirror holds the rain
Of the looking glass reflection,
The truth cannot ordain
Any pattern of perfection.

Circles hold the centre
And hang the honeysuckle moon,
Gardens sleep in winter
With the dream of returning soon.

Today is a keepsake
Tomorrow sips on yesterday
A lily from the lake
Drinks the shadows of night and day.

Dream me your lullaby
And dream me naked as a rose,
Dream me a heart of sky
That might open when you close.