Matthew on Nostr: I will carry your heart To the top of the hill In all of its gentle light. It is not ...

I will carry your heart
To the top of the hill
In all of its gentle light.
It is not a weight to bear
It helps me to fly
There,
We can see the swallows
Gathering by the byre
And the heather is glowing
On the moor, a gentle fire
A million little lilac flames
And the air, shimmering
Dancing to the breeze
Everything burning
With love.
Even the trees
The leaves are turning
And the rowan sets red light
To the meadow.
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