Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy

My Morning Flow -

The Preciousness of Time


I give myself space

and my whole heart gathers up into a ball,

a hanky to hold a precious gift of sensing

in and out of time.  


What would I like to say this day where fog offers sky a place to cry -


O Holy Night,

lilts through my head,

stars singing in galaxies, some spiraled like a rose,

others open to mold into design, like clay.

How many roses bud, bloom, and part,

in this universe perceived as I,

and what do I do with the rest?


Writing time with Jane,


A playground filled with toys,

jungle gyms, and swings.

Is there anything better than this time?

It gives me equilibrium, and lifts my lips

in a candelabra curve to hold and display

the light.  




each,  a candle we light or not -

sometimes we need the dark

to sink our roots

and wiggle the match of heart.  



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