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.)