And now
what encloses
the heart—
is it hard
like the stone
inside the plum
or tender
like petals
of a lily
the day
before it opens?
Oh my heart
in hiding,
I know
it is fearsome
to be so
vulnerable
but this
is why
you were made.
June 12, 2011 by Rosemerry
And now
what encloses
the heart—
is it hard
like the stone
inside the plum
or tender
like petals
of a lily
the day
before it opens?
Oh my heart
in hiding,
I know
it is fearsome
to be so
vulnerable
but this
is why
you were made.
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I like that first stanza, the two views of what “encloses” the heart. A curious perspective, that the heart itself is not either. Both completely natural and organic! And then inside, the heart. The title leans this way very nicely.