To the keeper of lost hearts,
I extend this line -
Please show me to this heart of mine.
Today I watched the desert fade
as I mourned the childish plans I’d made
to live in solitude,
and play
along the dusky Milky Way
of lost dreams and hidden fears –
all too often lost in tears
of frustration and of despair.
I’d planned someday to tarry there.
To the keeper of lost ways,
I send this verse.
Though not meaning to be terse,
I wish to find my way back to
the solitude I thought I knew -
the peace of heart and strength of mind
which only the childlike heart can find.
Keeper of lost hearts and ways,
Return us to our youthful days.
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