When the heart melts away

Dreamers dream.
Thinkers think.
Mourners mourn.
But lovers, heart broken.

The melody caresses my nerve
Into infinite ecstasy,
While the ecstasy drills
Upon the loving mind of the sparrow.

Do we see light?
Do we see hope?
Where is the hope,
When there is no promise?
But where is the promise,
When we are left hopeless?

© Paul Po Lo Chan July 2013

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