Power coursing through my veins
5 August 2016

Spreading beak
Welcoming sunshine
The lark chirps
Reaching peak
Towering above the days
The Heart the mind sways
Yesterday
Was but jester day
Overkill
Of dark clowns
Greed envy hate ill that drowns
In blackened rivers
I float high
My wings Hearts’ vessels
Energy
Of Heart beats
Power coursing through my veins
Never corrupting
Reading of the poem:

Setting Me Free – Beth Hart