Pillars of the heart

The pillars of the heart

It doesn´t depend on me anymore
I sent it out like a dove
If it dies in the wide world
My footsteps will echo but no other sound

I gave my offering
I blessed it like the temple builder his works
If it crumbles it does so
not for lack of love on my part

If the fire dies out
It does so on your hearth
And the doves, bricks and fire that inspired this material world
will no longer be a bridge into your world