your sorrow and my sorrow <br />are not really ours to keep. <br />They belong to the earth, <br />to the heart of the earth <br />inside its beautiful bosom. <br /> <br />let us leave them just right <br />there, secure and honed. <br /> <br />we are leaving now to <br />another sphere, the one <br />that we see in our dreams <br />the more colored ones <br />feel the excitement, keep <br />yourself poised to something <br />more lasting more divine.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-sorrow-and-my-sorrow/
