By: Arjan Wardekker
Two hearts, two that share one soul,
now are broken, soon be whole.
Two hearts spend their days to find,
other half that's on their mind.
Three birds led the way for him,
wind to be their silent hymn.
Dove, eagle and a raven.
Four winged ones reached their haven.
There she stood by lake of old,
ancient wisdom, stories told.
Angel's beauty, oh so fair,
soft wind whis'pring through her hair.
In a touch, two hearts unite,
one soul, bathing in the light.
Wings' embrace, when will this gleam,
be two angels more than dream?
written on: 28-07-2004 and 30-07-2004
Poem series "The Promise":
The Promise I: Through Dead Eyes
The Promise II: Sealed With A Kiss
The Promise III: Two Angels
The Promise IV: The Lightharp
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