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My little heart beats

written by: Charlie Bottle

@CharlieBottle

 

Below your beating heart,

My little heart beats,

In cadence with yours,

As a syncopated drumbeat of love,

Someday, my love will magnify your love,

Becoming part of that great symphony,

Of myriads of singing souls and angels,

That glorify the goodness of God’s love.

 

My eyes see shadows of your world,

Through a veil that from me, hides the world,

Someday, with my eyes, will I see your world,

And see its beauty through your eyes,

And see love eclipsed by dark shadows,

And look beyond murky, human failings,

To see the vibrant splendor of empathy,

As people stipple hearts, they meet with love.

 

My inchoate hands jerk in the stillness,

May these guided by you in my infancy,

Someday move to help, as you have,

To feed the hungry, clothe the naked,

To help the needy, give water to the thirsty,

May these hands work, ignoring bigotry,

And with love and kindness bind,

The yearning hearts of all mankind.

 

May my feet not shun the dirty streets,

Nor the crowded slums and shanties,

For it is there, your heart lives,

Midst the oppressed and downtrodden,

In the heart and souls of the poor,

Is where, your love proves your love.

May your purpose, Love! Then be my purpose,

And, Your love move me to love humanity.

Charlie Bottle

Charlie Bottle

Charlie Bottle's passion is poetry. He has lived on three continents, speaks five languages and loves different cultures, people, music and food. He believes that "Poetry uses the economy of words to express the essence of our humanity." It is this magical use of brevity to express the profound that drew him to poetry. While his professional and personal life has pulled him in different directions, He continues in his discipleship of the craft and writes whenever the muse moves him. While English is his second language it is the language in which he lives, breathes, thinks and writes poetry.
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