Of love and light and miracles
The heart pumps red yet is green.
How can this be, these colours of the heart?
How can a spark lead to a beat
that plays a song of love and light?
Its vibrations a mirror to the inner self.
A liquid self of warmth and energy and expression
Where its eye tells a tale filled with knowing.
The heart is a mirror to the soul,
The soul of divinity and sacred self...
Whose true expression is liquid and loving
That pumps red yet whose colour is green.
The heart pumps red yet is green.
How can this be, these colours of the heart?
How can a spark lead to a beat
that plays a song of love and light?
Its vibrations a mirror to the inner self.
A liquid self of warmth and energy and expression
Where its eye tells a tale filled with knowing.
The heart is a mirror to the soul,
The soul of divinity and sacred self...
Whose true expression is liquid and loving
That pumps red yet whose colour is green.
by Samantha James
Words In Motion 2014
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