Thursday, April 11, 2013

the heart of a woman




The Heart of a Woman 
by Georgia Douglas Johnson 
The heart of a woman goes forth with the dawn,
As a lone bird, soft winging, so restlessly on,
Afar o’er life’s turrets and vales does it roam
In the wake of those echoes the heart calls home. 
The heart of a woman falls back with the night,
And enters some alien cage in its plight,
And tries to forget it has dreamed of the stars
While it breaks, breaks, breaks on the sheltering bars.

2 comments:

  1. I feel the ebb and the flow of this kind of heart, Sister....

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