Hands reach to hold
As the soul soars high
Pulling at the tendrils
That hang from its feet
Drifting behind like smoke
We watch as distance builds
A void we can't step over
Opens gaping between
Earthly feet can't tread
Upon heavens floors
They remain below here
To wait in restlessness
Open your heart wide
Let go of their memory
Fiona Davidson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/open-heart-3/
