An Adamantine Heart

 

Skye, my sister's horse

Are those ghosts or angels
shimmering in the foggy meadow?
A dappled horse watches
benignly from the barn.
To her, either are welcomed in
as friends.
Humans wreak havoc,
yet nature remains kind,
showering us with beauty
to the end,
paying our wanton heedlessness
no mind,
as if, to our lower natures,
she stays blind.

I went searching for love,
first with candle, then with lighted lamps,
a disorder I finally healed
with blessed solitude,
years of peace
where none dared
to intrude.

Remembering the joy
of hearts flying the stars,
then the wounded wings
and sudden plunge from sky to earth,
the longest fall of all,
I set down roots
from others far apart,
and grew apace an adamantine heart,
that has a secret hidden door within 
so only animals and happy fools
can enter in.

for Shay's Word List - I used eleven of the words, including the bonus word.