Arrows to the Heart
Every word I speak,
Are arrows straight into your heart the target,
Center view you.
Hearing every word I command,
Speaking, sparking, love,
An arrow guiding current wind,
Strengthening straight into the living being you.
Each syllable pierces not to wound,
Yet for love making creating aum, aum,
Tilling will spark growing knowing flame,
Enjoying our bond in aim for purpose,
Meeting always exact to center, thy heart.