His Heart

The goodness of his heart
was set, an azure
domed cabochon                                                                                                                                                                             

not faceted,
enthroning us

in his stolidness
in his regal wake
in his quiet certitude

there was vision
silent affinity
the shadow held fast among the planks

Temple of Love Poems for Marie Antoinette
Copyright 2014© Aria Ligi from Temple of Love: Poems for Marie Antoinette
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