Softened to the Core



Heart's softened to the core

Mind's so ... quite a bit more

At least, it feels that way at times

Even though I know it's primed ...



But the heart is worn upon the arm

Where it's an easy target for harm

And yet ... it's kept out there on display

Where, sometimes, I feel it eroding away

 

For it's full of so much love to give

And, yet ... it's often pushed - to live

Causing it to wither upon the limb

Losing its all-encompassing hymn



- Tristram



© Christopher W. Thomas

11:50am Thursday, Jan. 20th, 1999