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dear heart

dear heart

“show me, please, the way,”
i say, and ever his reply,
“dear heart, follow me”

often i struggle,
impatient, stumbling ahead
(… for this heart—he waits …)

until, again, lost,
i say, “where are you? show me?”
“dear heart, here i am”

firm, yet gentle, kind,
he corrects, he guides—and i?
“dear heart, follow him”

*Photo by Matteo Catanese on Unsplash

hard work

hard work

that uncanny knack

that uncanny knack