Healing

A heart in pieces shattered lay

Among the dreams and hopes that gazed

To future prospects fair and bright:

Now in the dust they lose their light.

In fragments glist’ning with her tears,

A maiden who, in younger year,

Had dreamed a vision so surreal

 Alone among her hopes did kneel.

Time hastened by with steady tread

And still her grief remained her bed,

Until her wounds began to knit,

And Hope’s faint lamp again was lit.

‘Ere vent’ring forth she dared to stir, 

Another soul knelt next to her

And slowly took her fractured heart,

And worked, in time, the fairest art.