In hopes that a heart that layed so close to mine for such a short period of time will return to the home that wants it to the point of a need.
Heart of Gold and of shine,
Heart of the peace that will bind.
Made with a purity that none could reach,
Sent down to us so that he could begin to teach.
Heart of Red and of Cain,
Heart of fighting that will bring pain.
Throbbing with the rage that will beat us all,
Tempered with the patience that will prevent the fall.
Heart of Orange and of the fruit,
Heart of the plan that would have no root.
Burning with the idea to make it all right and just,
Hoping beyond hope that it can be made to trust.
Heart of Yellow and of the sun,
Heart of glory that can only bind the shunned.
Blazing with the courage to continue the pace forward,
Never relinquishing to the thoughts the are thought by the coward.
Heart of Green of the Earth,
Heart of the renewal that means rebirth.
Growing inside with the desire to heal,
Fighting that fight until the soul hears the Holy Bell's peal.
Heart of Blue and the wide rolling sea,
Heart of the passion that was made to please.
Waves rolling in on the shores of thine loin,
Lighting the fire within that will begin to bind and join.
Heart of Purple and of the sky,
Heart of the tear that has begun the cry.
Drops of water that roll, flow, and stream,
Bathing the soul, preparing for the tranquility of the Dream.
Heart of Silver and of the Light,
Heart of all the good and the bright.
Buring back the darkness bringing joy and hope,
So that we may have the strength within to fight and cope.
Heart of the Rainbow and of the cloud,
Heart of the fighter, always there and never to proud.
Fighting for us alone in solitude for the throne,
With hope that one day the other Heart will come home.
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