In the country of the heart the baby rabbit sleeps
shaded by Eagle’s wings
sheltered from noonday sun
Fierce and tender held
in the same thudding heartbeat
the pulse that carries, the beat that rides
Surging sea and star-flung sky
silent budding earth
firebright, starbright, spilled-ink moon
Listen
The world leans to this whisper
Listen
The wind releases its cry
Listen
The Beloved’s breath in your ear
Shhhhhh . . . listen
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(As always, Sunday is Share-a-Poem Day on my Blog. Share your poems and stories in Comments. Let’s celebrate the lusciousness of the heart’s language together.)