"Resuscitation"

 Resuscitation

I cannot decide renewing Great Heart

Is something that I should pursue

The whys and the wherefores are coming apart

Great Heart must always be true

While empires will crumble

And loving may stumble

Great Heart, in dolors, carries on

The caws of the crows

And hackles and blows

Mean nothing at winds in the dawn

The fiery breath 

Of specters of death

Persona's sideshow 

On the stage all aglow

A prank, nothing more, as it howls

Patience must strum 

To the beat of the drum

Willingness rise 

Like the stars in the skies

In silence, Great Heart carries on

Great Heart cast in blue 

As the color so true

For a time 

Cast in rhyme

This should be in Tapestry, as well.  I've been here before.  I swore to myself never to write the bitterness as it makes it concrete.  This time I find it much more difficult.  I really need to get back to bittersweet or, goodness help me, sweet?!  Haven't seen that in a lifetime and never really expected it.  I can't say I'm thrilled with this, but it's not bitter, anyways.  I hope you're feeling better.  You know I would do anything.