Clockwork heart, roaring heart,
come sit by thine fire –
Terrible Eden
hatches now and then
and Grace unstrings the lyre.
The Sublime
never existed
before your stubborn Kind,
and transient thoughts
seemed thrilling –
but all it takes is Softness
(in my chest)
and all the world
stays willing.
Marvel-heart, leeway-heart,
Come sit by
Our Fire.
come sit by thine fire –
Terrible Eden
hatches now and then
and Grace unstrings the lyre.
The Sublime
never existed
before your stubborn Kind,
and transient thoughts
seemed thrilling –
but all it takes is Softness
(in my chest)
and all the world
stays willing.
Marvel-heart, leeway-heart,
Come sit by
Our Fire.
©2016 Emmah Toris
– Image courtesy of Kristamas Klousch –
– Image courtesy of Kristamas Klousch –