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Last Night I Held The World In My Arms

Last night I held the world
in my arms,
and my heart broke into
a thousands shards,
I cried rivers
and my body ached and shivered,
I gathered up every scrap of pain and grief
and carried it home to the great ocean of silence and peace,
we are not beings in a separate cell,
we are part and parcel of a magnificent star-shell.

Last night I fell asleep with the world in my arms
and today I cry from the depths of my being-
let me die from loving this beautiful world too much,
and forgive me if have hurt you along the way,
but I am just a poor being made of clay.

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Comments (14)

Beautiful poem and I too appreciate Edmund's writing. I love how you switch everything around in this poem which signifies that we are all part and parcel of each other, and therefore, or of course, the speaker can cradle the earth in her hands. Well written.
such profound poetry cann only come from the likes of poets such as thee lovely May you reead my Universal poem MY MOM'S SMILES Thanx
Brilliant write, I feel your pain for loving too much and for your sensitivity of never wanting to hurt anybody in this beautiful world, you bleed for the love you have, it is precious gift of the beauty of your nature!
Last night I fell asleep with the world in my arms and today I cry from the depths of my being- Wow.... profound words and there's no way to read this poem without feeling what's being read. Lovely write. Thank you! !
Who could walk past such a title without stopping in their tracks and opening it up and reading it? ? ? ? Nobody alive to the written word that's for sure! ! ! And a poem of such yearning and compassion opened up a new way of thinking, seeing, living before them. Norah, you stun me with the magnificence of living on this planet and the sorrow mankind has brought upon it- - - - - - - - - - -] Last night I held the world in my arms, and my heart broke into a thousands shards, I cried rivers and my body ached and shivered, I gathered up every scrap of pain and grief and carried it home to the great ocean of silence and peace, we are not beings in a separate cell, we are part and parcel of a magnificent star-shell.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Sorry for replaying half your poem here but I cannot stop thinking about these lines written with the tears of a compassionate soul. 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ and a sterling place on my favorites. Magnificent poem, Norah!
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