Love is a flag flown high from my castle,
my heart, My heart!
I find him, ever so mysteriously in my heart
I hoped with many tears that one day
I might receive my needed release,
a rescue from this high dark tower.
Loneliness is a dark taskmaster,
evil oppression of gloom,
muck and miry chasms in dark cold despair
chambers of hopelessness, nothingness.
But, light broke forth and
Now, I watch for him and
when I see him coming through the glades of joy,
happiness warms me ,rays of hope restored
and those cruel chains drop,unable to restrain me.
Love!
It is then that I fly my flag
high from the castle of my heart.
Excellent use of the
Excellent use of the metaphor.
Starward
I really like this
I wrote something after I just read it.
You got me into it.
KindredSpirit