The missing link

This time around, I was prepared
and waited till the sky within
darkened into the deepest black
then set out with a candle flame
to search for a missing heart
Ripped in two,
it hung from a thorn
yet no blood stained the forest floor
no hyena wandered near
Now I knew why the darkness came
every time the shutters fell
But knowing never helps at all
to stem the tide of pain.
©Reena Prasad 5th Jan 2013

Published in Daniela Voicu’s anthology here

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