Interview: White Lions, Poetry & South Africa

Angel Heart Resurrected

Angel Heart Resurrected
poem by Zayra Yves

Thousands of years ago, I was buried with lions.

I was sacrificed to serve a king in the after life.

They anointed my body with holy oils -

cedar, cinnamon and myrrh 

and wrapped me in the finest Egyptian linen.

My body was embalmed and entombed.

My musical instruments, memories,

and songs were immersed with me

as an eternal slave. 

Thousands of years ago I was buried

with lions and kings...

until the cry of humanity in distress

seeking to forgive itself,

seeking to love and understand,

seeking to know the mystery,

to know their sacred beginnings...

caused the scorpion sting in my soul to heal

and pulled me from the clay

of a reframed earth.

Thousands of years ago

I was buried with lions and kings, 

until I heard the plea

from your heart,

painted in blue and lover's gold,

ready to fly on the wings of compassion.

It was you who resurrected my song

from an ancient grave.

And, here I am today

to sing of how beautiful

you truly are. 

- copyright 2010

by Zayra Yves
www.zayrayves.com

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