(For my husband, on his 49th birthday.)
JOYSPARK
There's an anonymous king
with a stained-glass heart
in his chest, under his wing,
and it is a subtle work of art.
Oh, you've never seen such shine,
when the light pours through!
The joyspark he fought to find
became a dream made true.
He is ruler of his own domain,
and strong are his ramparts!
Though gen'rous, he is contained,
a man made up of many parts.
Sometimes though, in blackest night,
the stained-glass heart goes dark.
So North Star winks, brightest white,
to flicker to life again that joyspark.
Ah yes, fears often can engulf
but we must be free of illusion -
A king is neither sheep nor wolf,
but simply soul, being human.
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