Whose the Heart that Beat Inside My Breast? (I Know It Was Not Mine)  -3/15/05

In my nightly dreams, at times I fly
Spreading out my wings and taking flight
Soaring far above the dirty earth

Dancing in the ballroom of the sky
Partnered with the Wind, that jovial sprite
Losing all my fear in throbbing pound.

Taking in the lightning’s heated mirth
Echoing the thunder’s roaring cry
Sharing in the tempest’s carefree might

Rev’ling in this awesome second birth
Now suddenly I wake to smallest sound
And find a weaker heart inside my chest

Which now by meat and bone sits, trembling, bound
As, tossing ‘round, I search again for rest