When

When my heart was gentle
Much like a dove
Settling where it could
On airs of love...

When my heart was soft
Like fresh-fallen snow
Hope like coloured crocuses
Lined up below...

When my heart was a beacon
Like a pale moon
Across blue oceans
Or a darkened room...

When my heart flowed
Like satin and like silk
In wonderful abundance
As mild as milk...

When my heart was open
As the pages of a book
Un-writ with ink
Unread as yet...

When my heart was whole
Like a diamond stone
Sunlight into rainbows
All day long...

Then my heart was beautiful
That was when I knew her best
Sweet Darling -
Long may she rest.