Behind the horizon of happiness lies a misery truth in it, <br />‘coz loneliness governs every loss which avid the warm touch and <br /> embrace of a divine heart. <br /> <br />A touch that can justify the beauty of life itself, <br />that every being is permissible to experience how it swivels <br />and to discern its meaning and purpose. <br /> <br />A touch that amends life’s vision headed for a broaden impact of one’s thought which could nourish the immature belief of one’s heart. <br /> <br />An embrace that could protect for whatever battles to be faced, <br />that aids a shattered heart to progress and shine. <br /> <br />And embrace that could fill the emptiness felt within <br />And help wipe the tears fallen from a broken stained heart. <br /> <br /> <br />If only…but it’s too late…<br /><br />maria laura balbuena<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/longing-115/
