The Heart Calls: Richard Edwards


The sweet song of love
falls from the orator’s lips
to call the angels

It calls to thee
it grasps your heart
carries thee

to the lover
of mankind
it is sweet song

the beauty carries us to dream
cupid’s smile
looks at thee

can you not see
the lover  you be
your heart yearns

to be thee
the orator speaks of dreams
to be free

as thee
your hearts are free
to be free to love

love is free
your heart is
but is it

do you not see
who is thee

is free
or is it?