Lost and Found

There!
Can’t you see?
In the corner, among the cob webs and dust.
A heart.
It is beating,
can you not hear it?
Will someone not rescue it?
I can not, for my hands are tied.
But surely someone will?
What, who is that?
She is running! She can see it?
A woman.
Please rescue it from that dusty hell.
Take it from that place and wash it with clean water,
wipe away the dirt, so it can feel the warmth of the sun again.
Protect it.
I give it to you,
the only thing I have left to give.
It won’t be much trouble.
Just feed it one kind word a day,
one gentle caress at night,
and sometimes take it out so it can see the sun,
the sky,
and birds.
Oh, how it loves birds.
Flying  free with unclipped wings.
Perhaps one day,
when my back is bent and my body broken,
we will meet.
And on that day you will see my gratitude,
in the light of my eyes,
the salt of my tears.
And from that day on I will pay back my debt with interest.
Until the day death separates us,
And the Almighty unites us again.