My heart is free
and freely given
The circumference of
Its currents expanding
Hear the echo of distant stars
And if perchance
In a quiet moment
You desire to know
This subtle sine wave
Think of the bloom
In a newborn’s cheeks
My heart is free
and freely given
The circumference of
Its currents expanding
Hear the echo of distant stars
And if perchance
In a quiet moment
You desire to know
This subtle sine wave
Think of the bloom
In a newborn’s cheeks
Poetry and Verse 