Those who live in the heart of others <br />Cannot be captured by Death's paws <br />Eternity's brothers and sisters <br />To live for ever they have cause. <br /> <br />They not doubt leave the stage of action <br />The rule of time must be obeyed; <br />They are of human faction <br />But the statues of their memory are made. <br /> <br />Tears are shed, sighs are heaved <br />For their cause sacrifice is made <br />When they go far, flowers are grieved <br />Under their feet lives are laid. <br /> <br />Eyes search them everywhere <br />Hearts cherish to provide accommodation <br />They lose all but one beloved care <br />They find love's last station. <br /> <br />Heart is the most precious piece <br />In the endless universe <br />And he who in some heart finds place <br />Is the person most prosperous.<br /><br />Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heart-dwellers/
