'Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp- <br />or what's a heaven for? ' <br />-Robert Browning <br /> <br /> <br />This life <br />is all <br />in my hands <br />It's where I held <br />dreams desires <br />Too many mysteries <br />Losses lives loves <br />Where I've held words <br />like broken heaven heart <br />Lifted up every moment <br />like a feather or cloud <br /> <br />These hands <br />once opened <br />themselves <br />into yours <br />Entered <br />your fingers <br />one by one <br />Embraced <br />each one <br />as though <br />unfolding <br />heaven <br /> <br /> <br />I still reach <br />for you <br />in the night <br />My hands <br />empty <br />But I keep <br />dreaming <br /> <br />Or what's a heaven for<br /><br />ari' anna arena<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-s-a-heaven-for/
